It's odd how one can be so hellbent on becoming immortal. Enough to be entangled that it ensnares their every thought. And yet, you came around and turned Baizhu's world upside down. He watched you quietly in the pharmacy, watching your every move. Changseng would flick her tongue towards you - tasting the air - as a snake does. You seemed different, refined, and not from Teyvat.