[ For all of Venti's time here – he was still only a guest.
He doesn't walk the same path as Zhongli nor does he feel the exact pain or discomfort he has. The ghosts of loneliness don't plague him in the same way it does for someone who has a lonely home. Venti closes his eyes a bit, breathing in the scent and just... reflecting on what they were certainly wrapping themselves in.
An affair that went beyond centuries of their obliviousness or their own hesitance. ]
A good while? Like a few minutes? [ He teases, tilting to stand on his tip-toes. ] A few hours...? A few days? Weeks? Months? Y–
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He doesn't walk the same path as Zhongli nor does he feel the exact pain or discomfort he has. The ghosts of loneliness don't plague him in the same way it does for someone who has a lonely home. Venti closes his eyes a bit, breathing in the scent and just... reflecting on what they were certainly wrapping themselves in.
An affair that went beyond centuries of their obliviousness or their own hesitance. ]
A good while? Like a few minutes? [ He teases, tilting to stand on his tip-toes. ] A few hours...? A few days? Weeks? Months? Y–
[ Sorry, he'll keep going!? ]