[ he's neither confirming nor denying his affinity for valberries, ok.
when he arrived he was only half certain what to expect – it was always like this with Barbatos. where there was stone, he found a way to shake it, following whims over anything akin to responsibility. millennia ago, it was one of his qualities that was maddening to Morax, now he finds it, well, charming in a way that he didn't expect. perhaps he's gotten soft over the years.
the years have still done nothing for Zhongli's expression, pulled inward and pondering the space were his memory meets the present.
while they pass through the stone archway, the Knights are not trained enough not to give them both curious looks, even of Zhongli only nods politely in reply. Mondstadt – the city proper – is no stranger to visitors, but it's not pinnacle of trade like Dornman Port where the goods from across the ocean was traded among its visitors.
the looks the receive aren't limited there, but it's only passing glances before the vendors keep to their stands, stacking fruit and placing goods. ]
You're as incurable as I remember. [ no plan!! no schedule!!! just whatever this thing is that Venti does that he's kind of liking but will never, ever be able to get used to. ] The wind may as well take us to the tavern, and somehow I doubt that we'll miss it, given your afflictions. I take it those haven't changed, either. It's just a matter of when, in this case.
[ but the jab is more of a tease rather than anything harsh, given the warmth in his voice. he also might be smiling a little bit – just a little. ]
Your commerce has expanded quite a bit.
[ much hangs over them: disagreements about the Abyss, the catastrophe in Khaenri'ah, the Tsaritsa and her crusade against Celestia, the looming threat of erosion, as well as both of their missing Gnoses. after such a long slumber, he has to wonder just how fresh some of those are in Venti's mind, but for the moment he doesn't ruin the excitement. he did say that he'd try to keep all business to a minimum. ]
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when he arrived he was only half certain what to expect – it was always like this with Barbatos. where there was stone, he found a way to shake it, following whims over anything akin to responsibility. millennia ago, it was one of his qualities that was maddening to Morax, now he finds it, well, charming in a way that he didn't expect. perhaps he's gotten soft over the years.
the years have still done nothing for Zhongli's expression, pulled inward and pondering the space were his memory meets the present.
while they pass through the stone archway, the Knights are not trained enough not to give them both curious looks, even of Zhongli only nods politely in reply. Mondstadt – the city proper – is no stranger to visitors, but it's not pinnacle of trade like Dornman Port where the goods from across the ocean was traded among its visitors.
the looks the receive aren't limited there, but it's only passing glances before the vendors keep to their stands, stacking fruit and placing goods. ]
You're as incurable as I remember. [ no plan!! no schedule!!! just whatever this thing is that Venti does that he's kind of liking but will never, ever be able to get used to. ] The wind may as well take us to the tavern, and somehow I doubt that we'll miss it, given your afflictions. I take it those haven't changed, either. It's just a matter of when, in this case.
[ but the jab is more of a tease rather than anything harsh, given the warmth in his voice. he also might be smiling a little bit – just a little. ]
Your commerce has expanded quite a bit.
[ much hangs over them: disagreements about the Abyss, the catastrophe in Khaenri'ah, the Tsaritsa and her crusade against Celestia, the looming threat of erosion, as well as both of their missing Gnoses. after such a long slumber, he has to wonder just how fresh some of those are in Venti's mind, but for the moment he doesn't ruin the excitement. he did say that he'd try to keep all business to a minimum. ]