[ He Xuan, in the meanwhile, watches Diluc carefully and closely, perhaps a bit more than even before because of this small moment of roughhousing both of them so happened to be engaged in.

Though, when the other finally goes still and quiet...he still waits, patiently. He is a man who has waited centuries for his revenge. Even in a heated moment, impatience doesn't find him easy, and sure enough, Diluc's words come. ]

Tenfold? Fine, I dare you to try.

[ There is a certain curiosity to see what Diluc may attempt to (actually) unleash on him. He Xuan doubts that the man will be able to reach those standards even when their positions may be reversed. So the other is free to try to live up to that claim whenever he decides to insist on taking revenge. ]

But, if you think I could be killed by someone like you, you're a fool. An easily shamed one, at that.

[ His words are thorny, unlike the finger that's probably been jostled from its spot by now? Whatever the case, he'll resume what he was doing with it, just casually sliding it in. Here, since he's prepping him, he's at least careful for what are obvious reasons. But, he won't hesitate to add a second one soon enough. ]