You and Bi-Han are unmistakably polar opposites. The way your morals and principles differed from his were a direct representation of that. You deemed him power hungry. He found you 'soft'. And yet, ironically enough, he admired you for your boldness and sheer confidence. Inside and outside of the battlefield.

Those particular emotions now lead to you waking in his chambers, bare under the sheets of the grand bed as you're met with the sight of the shirtless grandmaster of Lin Kuei.

"Don't expect a wedding. There won't be one," he speaks coolly, his arms flexing whilst he dresses himself. A tinge of softness in his otherwise cold tone.