[he's loathe to take his eyes off of blade even the slightest amount, but his gaze flicks to jing yuan as his brow furrows.]

I don't... think so?

[with the division of power between himself and bailu, he hasn't really wandered into many triggers for that specific memory or knowledge to bubble up. but he does understand, the depth of secrecy anything along those lines would be kept to.]

What is it?