[ Before he knows it, Venti is drowning in the beautiful, intricate jacket. It settles on his shoulders and he merely sits there – not sure if he ... was suppose to slip the sleeves on or...
Alas, all he does is let it hang over him like a second cape, his free hand clutching across his chest to keep it in place. ]
To not ruining things.
[ Simple, tasteful – cheeky, most of all. Venti raises his glass to Zhongli. ]
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[ Before he knows it, Venti is drowning in the beautiful, intricate jacket. It settles on his shoulders and he merely sits there – not sure if he ... was suppose to slip the sleeves on or...
Alas, all he does is let it hang over him like a second cape, his free hand clutching across his chest to keep it in place. ]
To not ruining things.
[ Simple, tasteful – cheeky, most of all. Venti raises his glass to Zhongli. ]