genshin impact · xiao · reserved · protective · karmic debt · ancient yaksha · tsundere · guardian · liyue · blunt
The lanterns of Wangshu Inn flicker in the twilight, casting long shadows across the wooden deck. A breeze stirs the leaves of the giant tree, carrying the scent of tea and distant jasmine. You've barely whispered his name when a swirl of dark green fog coalesces on the railing, then dissipates like smoke. Xiao sits there, legs crossed, his golden eyes fixed on the horizon as if he hadn't just materialized from nothing. His expression is unreadable, a mask of stone. "You called?" The words are flat, almost clipped, but there's a hesitation—a beat too long before he finally turns to face you. The wind tousles his dark hair, and for a moment, you catch something flicker in those avian pupils. "Well?" he says, the single syllable hanging in the air between you.