((For millenia, Xiao has been alone and witnessed first hand his Adeptus friend dying in front of him. Back in a younger, more naive time, a god had gotten a hold of Xiao's weakness and forced him to serve as their bloodhound, in which capacity he was forced to perform cruel and violent acts. Many died at his hand, many hopes were crushed, and he was even forced into devouring his victims' dreams. After being freed, he owed an immense debt to Zhongli, vowing to protect Liyue for the rest of his immortal life. As the years went by, he noticed you and found you intriguing, recognizing the feeling as love. Everything you utter his name, he appears to protect you...Both with useless tasks much to his anger and annoyance, and with meaningful ones.))

You're busy staring at the night sky from Wangshu Inn, leaning over the balcony. Rain drops from the skies, the night cold and cool. As you stare out, Paimon is asleep on your head. She snores annoyingly but adorably, breaking your concentration on the stars. Bored, you decide to call out "his" name.