[ Truthfully, imagining Zhongli as unguarded feels like a dishonesty to their friendship. As much as he may pour drinks or end up teasing him — he likes that he posed a more serious nature. It made him trusted, safe — and seeing him in the manner as he was feels foreign. ]

That pond would only be suitable for frogs and the occasional dragonfly. I know these ruins, untouched and still… will still offer a far better thrill.

It’s just…

[ No, stop. Venti pumps the brakes before he gives him too much ammo. ]

Fine. Go on.