So it's you, kid.
Fu Qian was still pretty tolerant about it; in theory there's nothing wrong with what the night guard said.
If your heart's set on freedom, of course you long for the world outside.
Not to mention he originally came from that outside world, and only got forcibly kept here after something went wrong.
The problem was the tone.
The sudden shift made it feel like a clandestine operative finishing the code-phrase, then dropping the act in an instant.
Even the lighting was perfectly in sync, making you subconsciously believe that what he was saying now was the real truth.
"Leaving here would definitely be nice. I was actually planning to find a chance to sneak out quietly."
His vision was quietly recovering; watching the guard's steady, unbroken pace, Fu Qian followed along while replaying the twists and turns of his mission so far.
"Oh? Then why didn't you go?"
The guard kept that same tone, with no hint of emotion.
"Those thorn bushes look really dangerous."
