The stranger did appear to be quite the mess. She appeared to be sprawled across the ground. Moreover, her appearance was quite mussed, though whether this was actually from her fall he could not entirely tell. What Qiān Niú Xīng did notice was that she had fallen quite awkwardly, leading to a bit of worrying to rise up within him. After all, he was not entirely sure if she had managed to injure herself or not. It might heal quickly, but it would likely depend upon who exactly this stranger was.
He blinked owlishly as he founded himself within little more than a hair's breath from the stranger as soon as he had spoken. His brow furrowed and he realized that he bother did and did not recognize who was before him. It was a bit hard to not recognize the female. Descendants of the Heavenly Empress, in his opinion, seemed to carry some resemblance to her and this was definitely the case of this individual. However, she was definitely her own individual. He just could not claim to know who she was beyond her ancestry. A grandchild of the Empress was not somebody he was likely to know.
Qiān Niú Xīng seemed to pay little attention to the stranger, not entirely realizing the gravity of the situation. There was a gravity, of course. He had caught a woman- a woman of a much higher status than himself- in what could only be considered an inappropriate situation, right down to how she was dressed.
Yet, he had never been the most normal among the minor deities. He was a contradiction that people enjoyed claiming was too serious or too talkative. He seemed to constantly be wrapped up in thoughts that were different than those of others. Gossip, beauty, rules- such things had never captured his interest.
"Well, that much is obvious," he said, his eyes dragging from where she was to where she had seemed to have suddenly appeared from. After a moment, he turned his attention back to her, belatedly noticing that she was not dressed in more...royal clothing. It was hardly the clothing of a peasant, but it was not exactly something he imagined someone such as herself doing. "What were you doing?" he asked, only curiosity in his tone.
He blinked at the sudden mention of his walk. "Not really," he said honestly, "I was just looking for something. I was probably lied to. That or it was mindless gossip."