( Lan Xichen is a little too close to the mark with that, but all he gets in response is a quick quirk of his mouth, and then an easy shrug of his shoulders, a wordless hum of sound. )

Nothing so terrible as that. I lived a sheltered youth.

( Certainly Qingya mountain was shielded, too far from the human world for any of it's benevolence to trickle through. This is what he does, lies with the barest truth. )

I don't think we'll find any more spice, but surely the little is better than none?