He's not bullying me, [Ajax replies, sighing at her.] It's not like this is just about me, or Childe. There's still the question of that girl. You know, the one that shares your face, voice and name?

[He would like to remind her of that. That bothered him just as much as the existence of Childe, if not more so. He's not even sure, at this point, that this guy from the past even looked like him- he's only had the point of view through his eyes. He wore black gloves, and a grey and white uniform of some sort, with a mask. He assumes he does, perhaps he should ask her...

He picks up a chopstick and pokes at another jade parcel, still considering her words. He doesn't know what he wants, or what he's looking for at the end of all of this. He hasn't thought that far ahead, it's been more of a passion project so to speak with no clear way to solve it. Not like making sure their enemies are well taken care of or business deals that continue the power his family holds over the city, and beyond. He looks over to her, as lost as one could be in a situation like this.]

I just want to know who these people were, and why us. I look like him, don't I? Why do we look like them, sound like them.

[His eyes turn downward, clearly bothered by it all, finally giving up and stabbing the jade parcel with his chopstick and popping it in his mouth.]