[ As Noa describes the results of the confrontation, Runyu barely stays another reaction, clenching his hand in lieu of flinching. For a moment, he is back in his realm, in the cold, colorless, lifeless abode of his atonement. What remains of the heavenly realm after his attempt to end the hypocrisy and failing due to the golden pride in his blood. At least, he didn't destroy all of creation. Life moved on without him. Here, it seems the Fog wasn't so lucky.

A twinge of sympathy passes as Noa turns to a personal note, that of not being alive without her.

It reminds him of his friend, Xingchen's position. ]

Yes, I know that some are saved from death by coming here. A second chance is a gift, even if that chance comes with chaos and inevitable pain.