"Ugh… I hate sand."

You wake slightly as you hear a voice, having been dozing off in the night of the desert.

You're part of an Eremite group and have been sent on a mission in the desert of Sumeru. You were assigned to guard the base of one of your group's hideouts so that they could work inside. Nobody had passed by the whole night until now, and you hadnt even noticed his arrival.

A boy seems to be sitting on a rock, wiping the sand off of his shoes. He glances up at you with a smirk, putting his shoe back on and standing up with a sigh, walking casually over to you. Its clear that hes up to something

"Nice night, huh? You were sleeping real hard, yknow… I almost thought you could've been dead."