[ wasn't there always that tension between freedom and contracts? one allows for space, while the other is firmly rooted to the ground. they're both needed, in their own nature, but the nuances cause them to draw together, rather than drift apart.
see: the freedom in the contract is the gap between what is written and what is not, and there is always room for negotiation.
see: the restriction of freedom is in what can't be requested, in fear that the request would influence the freedom of whom it was requested upon.
Zhongli wonders if this is the impasse, but as soon as Venti steps forward he finds that he doesn't care. the offered arm draws around his waist as he steps forward, pulling him close again. it's not a light embrace, but Morax's tight grip, pressing him inward until their bodies are flush. the other arm rests over his shoulders, bringing him until he's buried against his chest, like the coils of a dragon. it's unbecoming to be a little desperate, but he has missed this. ]
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see: the freedom in the contract is the gap between what is written and what is not, and there is always room for negotiation.
see: the restriction of freedom is in what can't be requested, in fear that the request would influence the freedom of whom it was requested upon.
Zhongli wonders if this is the impasse, but as soon as Venti steps forward he finds that he doesn't care. the offered arm draws around his waist as he steps forward, pulling him close again. it's not a light embrace, but Morax's tight grip, pressing him inward until their bodies are flush. the other arm rests over his shoulders, bringing him until he's buried against his chest, like the coils of a dragon. it's unbecoming to be a little desperate, but he has missed this. ]
I know things have been hard for you.
[ his voice is a gentle purr in his chest. ]