Wu Xie raises an eyebrow at the empathy, and frowns. That was... it has been years since he studied his classics, having spent a lot more time learning about the world he was actually born into. But it sounded familiar.

"'How doth...'," he mutters, fingers tapping lightly against the table. After a second of that, he was reaching into his pocket, taking out the candy cigarettes and taking one out. He stares at it for a moment, lips twisting and then -

"And pour the waters of the Nile on every golden scale!" Snapping his fingers, he grins. "It's longer... something about his grin and claws that welcomes every little fish with his jaws... which sounds a bit hmm bad."