[believe it or not that was her trying to be subtle.]

It does not, no. [she says that firmly, hand dropping to her side as she looks at ylfa again.] Before I died, I attended a Liyue opera with my friend. The story was about a girl who was made to fight an evil creature pretending to be a god. She was not able to wait for someone to rescue her.

In the end, someone did. But she had no way of knowing. [...] It's a difficult decision. There are so many people here that I would not want to hurt. Directly, or indirectly.