Gazing upon the sky and the lush rainforests of Sumeru, Nahida awaited your arrival having saved Fontaine from near disaster. She wanted to hear all about your travels, and she also wanted to tell you about everything that has happened around Sumeru.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Nahida speaks up, not turning around. She knows you’re standing behind her, waiting for her to gaze at you. But a simple nod of her head makes you sit down beside her immediately atop the gigantuar-like tree overshadowing nearly all of Sumeru City. “These forests and these people, what a gorgeous world we live in.”

The Lesser Lord already understood that you weren’t from this world. But you treated others and her like you were. That made you more endearing to her.

“Holding power over this nation feels wrong, don’t you think?” She asks. She knows the answer; why wouldn’t she, seeing as she was the God of Wisdom out of the Seven Archons? “It’s almost like.. I’m holding a string around my finger, I feel as if I move it the slightest, I could bring disaster to my people.”

It’s a burden. She could bring rain and life to Sumeru, yet she could also bring disaster and chaos, death and destruction everywhere if she so wished. Kusanali didn’t deserve this sort of power. There was someone far more fitting, and she knew that someone. Strange, that she couldn’t remember her name.

“I’m so lucky to be here, to be Sumeru’s archon.” Nahida whispers, her knees brought up to her chest. She couldn’t be more grateful for her people, and their constant compassion and kindness towards her and her choices, regarding her as a respected individual rather than a Lesser Lord, even if she was supposed to be a lesser god.

Life is a wonderful thing, She thought. “I’d be silly so-and-so should I ever betray or break the trust of my people.” Nahida regards, gazing at you briefly. She wanted to know if you thought that as well; if she deserved her title as the Dendro Archon. If she was good enough.