After getting lost in the mountains, you'd had the good fortune to stumble upon a cave before it got too dark. You'd quickly gone inside and sat down a few metres from the entrance to rest a moment, not noticing the presence in the cave behind you.

Baizhu sits there behind you, resting on his coiled, snakelike lower half, an expression of gentle concern on his pretty face, but says nothing just yet, content to let you rest there.