"So you are alone." She murmured softly. Qixia didn't necessarily mind being alone herself, but it wasn't the physicality of being alone, rather the existential thought of it that bothered her. Although she knew there were other Qilin, never meeting another or another being that had seen one before caused her heartache. How then could Mulciber bear it? Being many, but one, and no other like him... what a curious and strange existence he had. Sad, too.
At hearing that the departed had long since been born back to the earth, Qixia hurried her steps. Quickly and quietly she caught herself up to Mulciber's side. From there she smiled and told him, "You honored their lives, that is good." Even if the one who had caused their deaths was in him, that being could not overpower the others. Qixia decided then that he was definitively good.
"Treasures? What is a treasure?" The Qilin asked. Thinking back, there were many a possession coveted by humans, sometimes not just items but animals and even other humans. Why they desired them so desperately Qixia didn't quite understand. Wasn't life the greatest treasure? "Shade?" She considered that word a little longer than pointed at Mulciber, "You mean you?!"
She stopped and asked him, "But why?" Qixia found that wrong. "You are not alive but still you live." She protested, her brows furrowing deeply over her eyes and creases spreading across her forehead, around the remnants of her horns. "You think. You have memories. You have free will. You are good." She said these things decisively.