He has none of his own, no, because he was doing nothing of great worth before waking up half-drowned in a lake. He accepts the talismans and gives a nod.

"Is there somewhere we can meet, after?"

He has just been wandering the village ... since he arrived. Sleep has not been something Xichen has much indulged in, nor food, and though he is thinner after three months of preferring to subsist on qi and willpower, he knows it is his responsibility to stay able to fight in this realm. Resting somewhere without the monsters around is rapidly becoming a priority.