"As didi said, we need the Hallows working properly first, to provide Dixing with light and to free Zhao Yunlan."

The deal he should have been working towards if he hadn't ruined everything. He looks down at his hands, feeling the burn of shame rising up his neck and pinking his ears, but chooses not to acknowledge it as he continues. "And... I am not sure that the knowledge we lost is something that should be handed to our people, and the world, as it is now. Even didi and I do not remember much of how the world was before the meteor, we were so young when it happened, and I hesitate to simply ask for the advanced knowledge of an ancient spacefaring people to simply be presented as a gift to people who have no memory of it and no context for it."