[if higgledies are involved, sizhui might also have some uncertainty about it, but that's mostly because they're cute spirit things he thought just danced and cheered people up! oh, and maybe also filled water bottles— something that would be elemental-aligned, in which it'd make far more sense to use them for their abilities too. still, he might seem less wary about it compared to their dragon friend they're in the company of.]

Yes... him.

[that's all he offers verbally because shortly after jingyi confirms the name, he launches into explaining what's wrong, different from how other people may approach it and still somehow in a way sizhui recognizes as entirely jingyi. he listens just as expected for someone who's known this person most of their life, for someone he's always been so close to, regardless of their brotherly bond not being a blood-related one. (lan jingyi being a dragon and him lacking said features are sure changes they hadn't anticipated but he'll always think that won't matter!)]

The absolute worst, [comes his prompt answer, except following it, he wrinkles his nose and continues,] I always imagine everything and everyone being completely obliterated, most times before they even know what's happened... because whatever it is taking away my autonomy, they have total control. It would be easy for them to lure in the people I care about and— [sizhui hesitates, open-mouthed and a little frantically wide-eyed during his explanation, the abrupt memory of a recurring nightmare of his hitting full-force.

he exhales, briefly closes his mouth and inclines his head, eyes slipping shut.] I have always hoped someone would stop me before it got too far, no matter what the cost.

[and yes, his death is included because he'd prefer it over suddenly becoming himself again, being wholly aware of all the destruction he'd caused . . . it's frightening to even consider it happening, let alone knowing it could somehow, someway on one of those foreign worlds.]