Poetry again, and philosophy, too. She would like Cao Pi. He'll make a note to introduce them, or at least suggest they speak to each other.

Meanwhile, he frowns in sympathy. "I appreciate what you're trying to say here, really. I think it's really kind to want to try and empathize with them somehow. But they're not human - they're farther from it than anything I've seen. We can't assume they think like us or want to even be understood."

But hell, if she wants to try, he'll advise against it for her safety but quietly hope she can make some progress anyway. Daylight was like that, always trying to improve relations and communication with the spirits. They could use someone to fill his very large shoes.