[ to avoid confusion, not planning to app as I already have CQL Wen Qing here, but I couldn't resist the temptation to throw my rule 63 at yours! ]

Jiang Cheng walks beside her, though at a good arm length's distance, a deep frown on her face, her sharp eyes narrowing at every crack of a twig or suspicious rustle of leaves.

"I don't trust this," she hisses, low under her breath, her fingers tight on Sandu's hilt, ready to unsheathe the sword at a moment's notice, "It's too peaceful."

Missions never go well, least of all when they seem to be going well, that's the first thing she had learned on the train.