[ And that lack of explanation from the usually verbose grandpa is what's making this so... so... ]
I am not.
[ Difficult. His mind goes back to last night, thinking of a more demanding, feral Morax. One that seemed frenzied with his own arousal – to do things Venti thought he didn't do.
Demand him to undress was... well... ]
Fine.
[ Now, standing right in the hallway where Venti first peeped on Zhongli... he hooks one hand to the waistline of his shorts. Tugging down just enough to show his V-bone. He stops, blurting out: ]
no subject
I am not.
[ Difficult. His mind goes back to last night, thinking of a more demanding, feral Morax. One that seemed frenzied with his own arousal – to do things Venti thought he didn't do.
Demand him to undress was... well... ]
Fine.
[ Now, standing right in the hallway where Venti first peeped on Zhongli... he hooks one hand to the waistline of his shorts. Tugging down just enough to show his V-bone. He stops, blurting out: ]
... Are you trying to make a fool of me?!