Noxeema didn't know where Wei Wuxian's tree was, so she followed his lead. As much as she could with him sticking close to her. She was glad he had decided to hide behind her, she knew not everyone in Madison Valley would have decided to walk him to his tree because of a dog.
"Who is your Zhiji?" she asked. "I have not heard of a Zhiji." Which wasn't too surprising. She was from New York and hadn't strayed from many places. All the places were in the continental United States as well.