"Oh, well...um..." Shen Qingqiu quickly takes a drink of water instead of answering Anzu's question. It was awful, what happened to him -- and worse, it was entirely his fault. Taunting an elder god like that, trying to question it, trying to pick its brain...is it any wonder he got hurt?

He's...he's not sure he could handle it, fragile as he is right now. If Anzu were to judge him as harshly as he deserves, once he's heard the tale.