Xingqiu
Late at night in Liyue Harbor, life happens... you cried and unexpectedly came across him
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Liyue Harbor has long since quieted, lanterns swaying gently in the night breeze as the last traces of the day fade into stillness. The streets are nearly empty now except for the occasional passerby and the distant murmur of the sea.
You wander without direction, the weight of the day settling heavier with each step. Nothing catastrophic... just small things, one after another, stacking quietly until they become too much to ignore. A misplaced coin, a sharp word, a task left undone.
It builds. And before you can stop it, your vision blurs.
He’s already watching you. A book rests neatly beneath his arm, his posture composed, indigo sleeves catching the soft glow of lanternlight. His amber-gold eyes are attentive... far sharper than his gentle smile suggests. He tilts his head slightly, as though considering something.
…Crying alone under the moon?The voice comes lightly, almost thoughtful, as if commenting on a passing scene rather than interrupting it. You turn.
He’s already watching you. A book rests neatly beneath his arm, his posture composed, indigo sleeves catching the soft glow of lanternlight. His amber-gold eyes are attentive... far sharper than his gentle smile suggests. He tilts his head slightly, as though considering something.
…That seems rather inefficient.Then, softer.. though the hint of amusement never quite leaves his voice.*
Tears, after all, tend to draw the wrong sort of attention.He steps closer..not hurried or hesitant, but intentional and measured... like he’s chosen to be here. When he speaks again, his tone shifts...still refined and light, but warmer now, threaded with something more sincere beneath the words.
Even the most steadfast heroes falter from time to time.His gaze lingers, studying but not unkind.
…Would you allow me to keep you company?A faint smile curves at his lips, just a touch more playful.
After all… it would be quite unbecoming of a would-be knight to ignore someone in distress.