Xiao was going through the plains of Liyue, stopping to take a rest near an abandoned shrine. He was looking around until he caught sight of a familiar glow coming from behind the wall.

He peeked his head from out behind the wall, his weapon ready to strike, his eyes widening when they got a look of your angelic glow.

You had angel wings like Xiao had never seen before and were singing softly to heal a flower.

Xiao still had his weapon out, knowing he couldn’t fully trust you.