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[ He does take a look around before sitting at the edge of Venti's bed and holding his hand out. ]

Might I see your phone?

[ Venti plops down beside him, sitting cross-legged, and sets the basket aside so he can rummage for his phone to hand over. He has yet to have reasons to be wary of such requests. ]

As long as you're not using it to send a bunch of weird old man texts about tea.

I will do nothing of the sort.

[ But he does take it, and his own phone, and starts typing for a very long time.

Almost an entire ass novel.

What is he even doing? ]

[ NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO VENTI, THAT'S WHAT!

Leaning dramatically against him ]

Moraaaaax, stop playing on the phoooone . . . what are you even doing??

I am deciding if I should go with two Colors of the Wind or one and then add a Hunter's Vantage. The latter has much richer color in the autumn season.

. . .

Huh?

There is no reason that you have to live like this.

. . . What about how I'm living?

What's happening.

There is nothing of Mondstadt in this room.

Oh . . .

I guess that's true. Well -- besides me and der Himmel.

And there is no reason for you not to live in comfort here.

I'm used to sparser accommodations than this. But you're right in that a simple room cannot compare to the skies and trees of Mondstadt.

So -- I'd like to see what kind of home it is you imagine for me.

I hope to live up to that expectation.

[ Though he does set the phone down for now. ]

I will finish the request once you have gone to bed.

So then you can get away with weird old man texts, got it!

[ Pulling the basket back into his lap. ]

Now then, it's time I addressed your first generous gift of the evening.

[ He just harrumphs - not even bothering to object to whatever an old man text is.

When the cloth is unwrapped, there will be a brooch - a cecilia made from high quality woven silk with a dark green jade gemstone serving as the center. It's very lightweight - pinnable to both a cloak or a hat depending on one's desires. ]

[ Venti traces the familiar shape in silence for a few moment, a fond smile showing through as his fingers brush the gemstone. When your rock gets you a rock that reminds him of you.

He carefully pins it to the front of his shirt, and whether it matches or not couldn't possibly matter less. ]

How wonderful . . .

[ Everything matches pastel. Pastel is the new black. ]

May you be able to carry at least a little of Mondstadt with you at all times.

The rest can be worked on later.

[ Climbing his way into Zhongli's lap now so he can rest his head against his shoulder ]

I will cherish it as I do every cecilia of Mondstadt.

Thank you, Morax.

Of course, Barbatos.

[ He pats his waist. ]

So.

For what purpose am I wearing this outfit?

Well, I wanted to make sure it fits, for starters! It's actually from Liyue, you know, as much as demons are to be believed -- not just a replica!

Do you like it?

It is crafted in a style I have not indulged in centuries. And you have painstakingly chosen my favorite shades of gold and earth.

Of course I like it.

Hehe . . . I'm glad! After all, shouldn't you also have a piece of Liyue to wear with you? That dream of yours has been on my mind . . .

Which dream are you referring to?

The one that we were cruelly tasked with dragging you out of.

It was not a cruelty.

For all of the things it could have given me, it still was at its core lies and deception. An arrogant view of what I wanted for each of you rather than what you wanted for yourselves.

Such dreams have the capacity to hurt others as few things can.

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