[ Whether Venti was ready to admit it or not — it could have ended a lot worse. Even if he can move with the speed of the wind, he’s been making… mortal choices lately. His mind is too focused on — ]
Zhongli.
[ His name slips past his lips, just as time slips between them. They don’t move, just… ]
I am. Thank you, old friend. You’ve made up for all those meteors, I’d say.
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Zhongli.
[ His name slips past his lips, just as time slips between them. They don’t move, just… ]
I am. Thank you, old friend. You’ve made up for all those meteors, I’d say.
[ Uhhhhh. Maybe they should… move! ]