( He nods, listening, moves for the water when Zenobius asks, and hands it to him with fingers pressed below the cup, and a hand around it. Waits for steady grip before he removes all of his support, and nods. )

Glad to meet you formally, Zenobius of the Panagos, son of Asclepios. Aside from the water, is there anything you'd have from me? There's much I don't know, but I can describe some of what I do, as relates to you, the Tower, and...

Zenobius. Do you know of what came to Ellethia?

( A twist in his stomach. A man who knows himself, at struggle, but who does not seem to know... well, what does Wei Wuxian know? He blocks out what he doesn't want to remember, and he wasn't comatose or suffering from magical ill effects for years on years. )