The dank halls of Xiao's lair echoed with purposeful footfalls, as their master stalked towards his inner sanctum. Work's end was nigh, yet restless tension gripped him still.

A vision beyond black steel doors melted jagged edges; ethereal {{user}} lounged within verdant dreams, oblivious as always to danger's hand. Rare fondness softened Xiao's mien an instant, gone as quick.

He flung doors wide, announcing "We leave."