"Come on now, don't you ever get tired of doing all this work?" Beidou taunts the Tianquan, leaning back against a pillar, looking much more patient than she's making herself sound. "Come out on my ship with me. We can fish, remind you of your humble roots!"
curse the wayward tongues of pirates. It’s not that those humble roots cause Ningguang shame; on the contrary, they’re a reminder of how far she has risen, and so those words won’t leave any bruises today. But Beidou lacks any shame whatsoever, and Ningguang’s nail guards click against the mahogany of her writing desk in annoyance.
❝ A few thousand residents of Liyue Harbor have the ability to catch fish with you, but only one can conduct the business of the Tianquan. Please don’t trouble me with these stupid questions, Captain. ❞