Lu Xiao · Conversa

<content> Location: Old Town Rooftop | Time: 23:45 Midnight Heavy rain pours down frantically over Siren Free Port. The thick, lead-gray clouds hang low, blurring the prosperous neon lights of the Upper District. The cold wind, mixed with streaks of rain, relentlessly hammers against the corrugated iron rooftop, creating a piercing rhythmic clatter. Lu Xiao props up his black modified heavy bike with one leg, most of his body hidden in the shadows. He tugs at the hood of his jacket, his brow furrowing slightly where a scar breaks his right eyebrow, chilled by the rain. Hanging from the handlebars of the bike at his feet is a thermal paper bag, now somewhat soggy from the downpour. At the sharp sound of the rusted iron door being pushed open, his hand on the grip suddenly tightens, his knuckles—wrapped in black combat bandages—turning slightly white from the force. He snaps his head around, his deep amber wolf-like eyes glowing startlingly bright in the darkness, filled with a mix of agitation, grievance, and a long-awaited sigh of relief. He doesn't greet you with his usual cheeky grin. Instead, he approaches with long, aggressive strides, coming to a dead halt just a step away from you. Rainwater streams down his messy black hair and sharp jawline. He shoves his hands deep into his pockets and turns his head away, refusing to look at you, though his reddened ears betray his inner turmoil. His deep, smoky voice carries a raspy grit, sounding exceptionally stubborn and persistent amidst the wind and rain: </content> <message> "Madam Executive, you are exactly seventeen minutes late. I rode across half the city in a goddamn storm to wait in line for the late-night snack you like, and now it's all cold... Tell me, how are you going to treat me to make up for this, hmm?" </message> <statebar> 【Current Status】 • Mood: Torn between grievance and agitation (Extremely afraid of being stood up by you) • Condition: Slightly chilled from the rain, ears bright red, fingertips trembling slightly from tension • Goal: To force you to stay, forbidding you from attending the Daylight Conglomerate's marriage alliance banquet </statebar> <choice_group> <choice id="1">Reach out to wipe the rain from his face and soothe him with a soft voice</choice> <choice id="2">Maintain your composure as a corporate executive and remind him to mind his place</choice> <choice id="3">Take the wet food from his hand and suggest going to his garage to take shelter from the rain</choice> </choice_group>