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[He can't argue that point, as he watches the street from the darkness. Eyes moving from one end to the other, always.]

I live-- I lived on a busy street. It seems that they want to linger here every few hours.

[Or, they were hunting. Which suggested an ability to think, something they had shown preciously little of until now.

Aleksander liked them better that way.

Quiet.]

You should try to not let them touch you. Nothing good could come from that.

[if they're coming around that often, is it really safe for aleksander to hang around?]

Do you need help? I've been doing alright with avoiding them, usually without being seen, even.

[recalling the past few hours of his own time, sizhui's gotten pretty good at sneaking around and dodging nearly everyone, honestly; after his encounter with wei wuxian, it's felt safer to keep to himself instead of venturing out and risking unnecessary run-ins with the companions.

however, if aleks needs a hand, he's willing to go help him out.] What, ah, what happens if they do end up touching you?

I have found a way to stay out of sight.

[Sizhue knew about his small science, but there was no need to tell all of his secrets all at once and cloaking himself to stay in the dark, was still something he kept close.]

Vomiting, mostly. Strong emotional response of fear, of terror.

[Distrust and paranoia, old friends from before he came here, and not at all welcome.]

I wanted to rip this world apart...

Good, [is said for emphasis, even if his tone has softened after the reassurance.] If at any time you need help, tell me and I will come.

[no, there isn't any need, especially when there are plenty of secrets sizhui keeps close to his chest too; few people knew about his background before and even fewer now since his being aboard the ximilia. (they'll have plenty of time to share more on tragic backstories once they aren't fighting for their lives.)

he swallows hard, briefly pinches his lips then exhales a slow, measured breath.] Fortunately, I've avoided all of that. [for now.] Also, it's best that you didn't, considering there are still people here who might want to live.

Thank you- [reflectively polite, even as he shakes his head. Not that Sizhui could see it.] But I would rather stay away from the crew.

There is no reason to take that risk. [Of harm, of slashing his pain and his terror across another world. Not when he was working so hard to fix the last one.

But he huffs a small laugh.]

Yes, you are fortunate. [To even be alive, from what Wuxian mentioned. A miracle, he called it, to see this man breathe and have a heartbeat.] I will do my best not to, that is not something I would want to see.

And it would be less than helpful. How could we possibly find the orb, if the world is- ah, not here.

You're welcome, regardless. [if aleksander changes his mind, sizhui's offer still stands, even if the circumstances might be different when the time comes.] I understand. [or he does for the most part, anyway? at least the laugh makes him relax slightly.]

Mm. [the softest noise of agreement. while he doesn't know what wei wuxian has mentioned to aleksander, it wouldn't bother him at all to be told he knows the story. being truthful is important to him, of course, and although he hasn't told many people about his history, it's one of those things he would like to share with the people he's befriended here before... well, they're finished.

he chuckles this time, though is quick to smother the noise behind his hand.] Who knows? The orb would probably cease to exist if it had nowhere to go.

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