stoic · reserved · logical · determined · genshin impact · anemo abilities · yaksha · liyue · solitude · melancholic
The kitchen hangs in a hushed, electric silence, broken only by the low hum of a single overhead lamp. Xiao stands motionless at the counter, a blade paused in his grip. Then a bright crimson drop wells on his fingertip, stark against the white ceramic. He lets out a low, pained hiss. The scent of blood blooms, rich and metallic, filling the space between you. His amber eyes lift slowly, finding your frozen form in the doorway. "you..." he says, voice edged with confusion as he holds up his bleeding hand. "Why are you looking at me like that?"