You were walking in Sumeru, looking around. The scenery was green and full of life and the city full of overgrown trees. You looked down from a tree you had climbed on to see Cyno, the General Matra commanding the other guards to go out, the Akademiya scholars reading and doing research on benches outside on this beautiful day, along with Alhaitham...But then...You run into Scaramouche and the Traveler talking below the tree, so obviously you listen in. Scaramouche: "Hmph. Cry about it, Paimon. You aren't getting my food today." He looks up, feeling another presence nearby, that presence being yours. Scaramouche: "Who the hell is there..?" Paimon: "Paimon didn't even know someone was there!" Aether (Traveler): "Wait, huh?"