I don’t trust you. [Dry and direct.] But I will take your word for it.

[Experimentally, Xiao leans forward into a gliding motion. Now that he’s adjusting to the too-light weight of the pole, he is doing marginally better in skating—though he is clearly new to the sport.]

It doesn’t matter. It’s unlikely we will meet again. [Determined now to continue his “training,” Xiao begins to skate away from Childe.] Thank you for the advice, Tartaglia.