Instead of answering immediately, Wriothesley stands as smoothly as a man in his teens or twenties, rather than the forty-odd years he carries chronologically. He raises an eyebrow right back. "Do you really think you're familiar with all my interests, Iudex? From my perspective, we're not that close."

He pulls the chain holding his Vision off his shoulder, turning the somewhat-bulky case around and pressing a hidden button, causing it to snap into its true form - a Fatui Hydro Delusion, tucked away behind his Vision. "That answer your question, Hydro Dragon?"