[His fingers curl around Lucifer's and he lowers to rest his his forehead against their linked together hands.

He's so tired... And he's been away from Liyue, the source of everything, for much too long.]

Stubborn, is it? I suppose that must be true. Mountains do not bow to the howling of the wind. [Nor do Gods.] I think there is more against than for... But I would never purposely throw the game. I will go as directed... I want you to have your wish. I know it means a great deal to you.

[These matches really don't matter. And after what happens within the next like sixty seconds with him and Lin it will only further condemn his interest in matching with her.]