[ Does he really expect a treatise on her just being a woman set in her ways? She doesn't have any particularly deep reasons and is already struggling to grip onto her fortitude in the wake of constant doubt. It would be so easy to fight to bring back her home again and to be lured into false promises of seeing her loved ones again, but she's never been the type to be moved by gospel, even while reciting said gospel from her very lips. ]

I have a home here now. I want to return to it and sleep in the same bed I have for weeks.

[ She knows it might not seem like a whole lot to others, but as someone who hadn't been privy to such comforts for most of her young life, she appreciates having a placing to go back to and a familiar face and the smell of dandelion wine and a place she can let her guard down a little. When Mondstadt was destroyed, she had assumed she'd never feel that way again about any other place. ]

Why do you yet cling to the Meridian? Or were you hoping for a good excuse to defect?