[ Something about Qingqiu’s words twist at Tristan’s own heart. Certain iterations of that statement had been repeated by his friends throughout his long stay here in Chroma, a number of whom have done their best to ease his perpetual melancholy.

Yes, Qingqiu is perfectly right, of course. This is a perfectly wise and reasonable thing to say from a proper shizun like him! There’s definitely a huge difference between this guy and Wei Wuxian, but Tristan isn’t thinking about differences right now.

He thinks only about the strange, disorienting sensation of having the whole world melt away around him. He’d been to Rayshifts that were less dizzying, but whatever the case, he’s…no, they’ve both succeeded in getting out of there.

And that’s what really matters, isn’t it? He glances around the occasional splatters of color about town with a sigh of relief. ]

If you have failed me, then you have more than made up for it with your wisdom. You have…given me much to think about.