"The power of a talisman comes from the power of the one who writes it. Are you sure you want to write them yourself?" Bai Qi asked.
"You don't get it." Xin Huohuo shot him a look. "You save your best for when it counts. The talismans from King Yama can't just be used willy-nilly. They're consumables, and they'll be gone before you know it. It would break my heart. My plan is to learn a little myself so I can use my own for less important situations. When it's a life-or-death moment, I'll use the high-quality stuff from King Yama. That way, I can conserve my resources, get it? Oh, and when you two have free time, draw some more for me. I'll save them on my phone."
"You're such a penny-pincher." Bai Qi chuckled, tapping Xin Huohuo on the forehead.
'Could he ever say it out loud? He just loved her human spark, how she could be so greedy with such righteous conviction.'
"This isn't being a penny-pincher. This is called being practical," Xin Huohuo grumbled.
