"Devon, I am not your enemy. I want to know what happened to Elsa, Cavendish, and Borg."
"I know you once resisted the curse, as did Borg. I know when the curse first emerged, you were waiting for a... commander."
"But you didn't get to wait, did you?"
Devon couldn't believe it. He seemed to have thought of a reasonable explanation:
"Is this your superpower?"
It seemed this was the only way to explain why this young man knew so many secrets.
Wen Xishu shook his head:
"It's hard for me to explain clearly, but I think your inner self hasn't changed. You are still that valiant warrior."
"Devon, I'm not your enemy. This shack means nothing to me, I'm just venting for my girl. If you want it, you can take it."
"But I hope you and I can talk alone."
"I can change things here."
Sometimes, Wen Xishu did have a certain path dependence. The feeling he brought of "I know you," "I understand you," "I know your past," "Do you feel we are very familiar?" was very spot on.
