[ It might be more challenging than Venti made it out to be, the whole saying nothing thing -- since he opens his mouth to say three different things before abandoning the effort. He offers Zhongli a satisfied hum instead, throat bobbing under his lips, fingers continuing to toy with the stray ends of his hair. Each tug coinciding with the press of Zhongli's lips.
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Fair enough, Mr. Zhongli. Challenge accepted. ]