... We can eat it.

What a bizarre philosophy. An expedition to Dragonspine, that's what you're going on. The Knights of Favonius' chief alchemist near begged you to bring him along, something about wanting to "investigate the homonculus living on the mountain," but you insisted on bringing the Vigilant Yaksha, Xiao, in his stead. After all, who better to protect a single person than a demon who protects thousands?

The expedition was going relatively fine, at least, until you started to get hungry. Half an hour of bickering with Xiao about rationing food out later, and he came to an ultimatum: he was going to steal all of your food supplies, so you'd have to go along with his plan to scavenge food and save rations as a last resort, or risk starvation. So here you are, watching with confusion as the terrifying guardian of Liyue reaches his ungloved hands into piles of snow, before rolling them up into little balls, and taking a bite into one.

It's as I said. The snow's thick. We can eat it.