[Video; UN: gentlebreeze]

[gentledawn]

[A very different sight greets the network this time (as compared to his first recording). Xiao Xingchen gazes back at anyone watching with eyes. Said eyes are gentle and wise - if a tad shy.]

Greetings. [He bows respectfully, properly, smiling softly.] I was wondering if there are any gardens or...parks?...nearby? I miss the trees and the flowers.

[The next subject is less wholesome and he bites his lip, pausing, hesitating.]

I have heard certain things said about the dead. I beg of you to leave them in peace. Any spells that could awaken them should not be done by our hands. There will be a price to pay for those responsible and I would rather you be innocent.

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[gentledawn]

I didn't. But I know my Master loved her and spoke of her highly.

[diabolique]

(( It isn't what he hoped to hear, but it made sense. Xiao Xingchen is still a young man and his mother probably left the mountain during his early childhood. ))

I am still glad to know you, even if I can't learn more about her.

[gentledawn]

[No, and Xingchen knows that. But he won't lie to him. In the end, lies hurt worse.]

I'm sorry. [He bows his head humbly.] I wish I had known her. From what I heard, she was a magnificent lady.

[diabolique]

(( He smiles softly. ))

I think she was.

[gentledawn]

Her son proves that. [Don't make him pinch your cheek, Wuxian.]

[diabolique]

You give me too much credit.

[gentledawn]

I don't think so. Your destiny is great; you need only find the right path.

[diabolique]

You definitely think too highly of me, Uncle.

[gentledawn]

I'm sure I don't, but even if I do, that is the duty of an uncle.