[ Considering this place, Sizhui doesn't and wouldn't hold it against Jin Ling that he questioned it. But at the reaction, Sizhui just breaks into a proper smile. ]

Isn't it? In this place, one really doesn't know what to expect. But this is one of the nicer things. Hot chocolate. I'll show you how to make it from packets they sell easily available, later.

[ He lets them both enjoy the chocolate for a bit, before he takes a deep breath, looking up at the sky. ]

I... think you have probably guessed that though Hanguang-Jun raised me, he's not... actually the man who sired me. He... when he took me in, I was ill, and didn't remember anything from before that until right before I came to this world. It...

Well, before I was Lan Yuan, I was Wen Yuan. I don't think many will take kindly to realizing there is a survivor of the clan still around.

[ He speaks slowly, quietly. He's not exactly beamingly proud of his proper clan, though he knows his immediate branch was... different. And he also knows that Jin Ling is already having a hard night.

But to be asked directly and evade it, that would be... not that great. ]

I was one of the Wens that the Yiling Patriarch took in at the Burial mound. When they came after what was left of the Yiling Patriarch, somebody hid me inside a hollow tree, and I'm only alive because Hanguang-Jun found me there.

So what he does... I sometimes will not question it, because I would not exist without him. But also... there are things that people have said about him, and about others which I know are not true, because I remember.

It's different questions.

I'm sorry.