💀Penumbral Lady💀

Who else could it be, though? There is only him and Lan Zhan. Perhaps there is someone from a world similar to theirs, but if he has lived at the inn for over a month and hasn't met them yet -- and he knows he would remember it, as one meets a traveler from their own land when they are far from home --

He is breathing a little unsteadily.

"We were, once," he says, helpless. "I thought we were."