[ as soon as there's a knock the door swings open and childe grabs zhongli's hand and tugs him inside, moving straight to his room. ] Hey Xiansheng. [ sorry for the abruptness of all of this. ]
[ on reaching his room he drops his hand. ] Because I might be a little distressed. [ he's a lot distressed. ] Come into the bathroom with me. [ shoves the door open and steps inside, turning his back to the mirror and fluffing up his hair; a streak of glittering purples and blues sitting among that mess of orange. ] I noticed this this morning.
Then nothing painful or uncomfortable enough to be immediately noticeable.
[ He cards his hand through Childe's hair again, trying to capture one of those off-colored locks between his two fingers ]
Did anything happen recently? Perhaps unsavory contact with one of the fans? Or I noticed that there were advanced cases of sofaform for those who were not fulfilling the fan requests, but nothing that would explain---
No. [ he brings a hand to his mask, fingering its edges and then moving along to find a few cracks that still haven’t recovered since the game. ] My mask is still damaged, …maybe the long recovery time is having a negative effect… [ he steps closer, so zhongli can do so more easily. the hair strands look almost like a galaxy; swirls of stars and purples and blues and even reds on it. ]
I have been avoiding them. I didn’t have any requests to fulfill. I’ve been keeping to myself for the past few days. [ he hasn’t really gone out. ]
Then I suppose we can safely rule out the last game if you had no requests to contribute to outside of the generic ones appealing to your unit.
[ He pulls out his phone to take a quick picture of the colored strands for research purpose later.
Also to see if it gets any worse. ]
The mask might be a good starting point then. Are there things that can be done to ease your recovery? If you have kept to yourself and that has not helped, perhaps interaction with others might assist.
...mm. [ hums, fingering it just a little more, because he's #concerned. it's like back home in a sense, how excessive use of the foul legacy tired him. here, it seems to be affecting his body in other, more obvious, ways. or so he thinks. ] I... maybe. Probably? [ ...he's not interested in being around people, since there's a strong possibility he'll bump into the people that traversed his head or whatever. ] Fishing. [ ice fishing. ] ...though, if you've got something else in mind, then I don't mind doing that.
...alright, though I do have a number of supplies for the ice fishing, itself, at the cabin. You can just focus on making sure you're going to be able to deal with the cold.
Very well. I will just grab our winter clothing then.
[ And he disappears into Childe's room where surely by this point Zhongli has a number of coats and gloves and scarves he can choose from. After wrapping himself up warmly, he returns to the bathroom to start helping Childe into his own set of coat, gloves, scarf and hat. ]
[ childe accepts the help but doesn't let zhongli do all the work... and he also doesn't want to put too much on. he doesn't have to. the cold doesn't bother him. but as soon as the both of them are in their clothes he takes his hand and heads into the vault to get to the dorm upgrade. ]
We can relax in the cabin afterward. I won't make you stay out on the ice all day.
[ blushes, taking zhongli's hand as they kiss and giving it a squeeze. ] Just let me know when you'd like to head in, alright, don't try to weather the storm for me. [ time to go to the cabin and collect the supplies! ]
[ childe starts packing supplies up! handing a few things here and there to zhongli. ] I don't think we'll be out there *that* long, if it's any consolation, but I'll also do my best to keep your nose warm. [ leans over to kiss it. ]
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Day 427, early.
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[ And within 15 minutes, there is a knock on Wild City's door ]
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His easily follows Childe wherever he wants to take him. ]
Good morning, Childe. You seem to be a bit distressed.
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[ And he reaches out to touch one of those darker strands. These are way more apparent than your one blonde streak, Childe. ]
Do you feel unwell?
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[ He cards his hand through Childe's hair again, trying to capture one of those off-colored locks between his two fingers ]
Did anything happen recently? Perhaps unsavory contact with one of the fans? Or I noticed that there were advanced cases of sofaform for those who were not fulfilling the fan requests, but nothing that would explain---
New colors.
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I have been avoiding them. I didn’t have any requests to fulfill. I’ve been keeping to myself for the past few days. [ he hasn’t really gone out. ]
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[ He pulls out his phone to take a quick picture of the colored strands for research purpose later.
Also to see if it gets any worse. ]
The mask might be a good starting point then. Are there things that can be done to ease your recovery? If you have kept to yourself and that has not helped, perhaps interaction with others might assist.
Allow me to take you out on a date.
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[ He puts his hands on Childe's shoulders ]
Wait here. I will go collect our clothing and supplies.
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[ And he disappears into Childe's room where surely by this point Zhongli has a number of coats and gloves and scarves he can choose from. After wrapping himself up warmly, he returns to the bathroom to start helping Childe into his own set of coat, gloves, scarf and hat. ]
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We can relax in the cabin afterward. I won't make you stay out on the ice all day.
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Thank you.
I would like that.
[ And he leans forward to kiss him softly. ]
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Zhongli holds out his mittens for some of them as Childe pulls them out from the various cupboards. ]
I would gladly weather the storm for you. But perhaps more importantly, I would even more gladly tell you when I was done with the cold.
I will let you know when I can no longer feel my nose.
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