[ For all the beasts Lan Xichen has encountered, he's never met one this small who would talk to him. Usually ridding towns of spiritual creatures was a more of a hunt, with far more threatening opponents than this one little yaoguai. He... actually feels slightly bad listening to the cat. In any case, he doesn't have a sword or anything more than his flute, and at the moment if the worst thing he has done is eat some ice cream, Lan Xichen is sure he can be forgiven for that. He approaches with less wariness and more curiosity, deciding on a smile as he gets near enough to see Xiaohei's sad expression. ]

Apparently you have gotten trapped here as well. Even though you're lost, you shouldn't necessarily take food that doesn't belong to you.

[ Not that it makes any difference now. And the cat can't be blamed for the obvious lack of proper staffing. ]

I am Lan Xichen of Gusu. What do they call you?