"A cultivator," Runyu observes with only mild surprise. While the place Xichen describes does not map to the mortal world Runyu knows, it is easy enough for Runyu to picture in his mind. It feels like a natural thing to hear this Xichen lives his life to better himself and the world around him, Runyu finding himself gradually gaining a better understanding of this stranger come to help him in his time of need. A gift will not suffice. This boon deserves a favor.

His grip around Xichen tightens a fraction as he directs them to his unit, nodding in the direction of the couch.

"...would you believe me if I told you I am several thousand years old?"