[being alone was exactly one of the things he'd worried about when first arriving in cloud recesses; nobody shunned him in any straightforward manner, but he was an outsider, it'd been something mutually acknowledged and agreed upon by everyone. (despite this, children can oftentimes be quite cruel—) lan jingyi, however, didn't care about that and, against everything, had marched up to sizhui one day to immediately claim they were friends now.

it's something he'll always remember, no matter how many worlds away they are, and it seems like an exact action this lan jingyi would've done too— or something similar to it, perhaps?] Me too, [he agrees softly, easygoing.]

They are and I hope, whether we come from the same exact world or not, you have as equally important friendships too.