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[ Laughing outright.

What right does the god of contracts have to be this cute? ]

They do, eventually. It might take a while though.

Still, in the meantime, that preening will certainly help it look better ♪

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[ Still preening. Uselessly.

And then moves to manhandling the wings and folding them this way and that to see how it looks from various angles ]

Then I will continue to do so until their return.

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Keep me looking my best--!

Ehe, as a performer, I certainly can't complain.

[leaveofabsence]

[ Which brings him to another question... ]

Have you purchased a lyre?

[outofoffice]

Of course. It was the first item I purchased.

[ Even before booze!!!! ]

[leaveofabsence]

[ Even before booze!!! ]

My apologies for doubting you.

[outofoffice]

[ Laughs, fluttering his wings. ]

I'm used to it!

Don't worry, I'll play the lyre for you sometime as well~

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I look forward to it. But for now---

[ And then he gently shoves Venti down upon the bed. ]

How about both you and I get some rest

[outofoffice]

Hmm . . . a nap?

That sounds really nice right now, actually.

[leaveofabsence]

Yes. It does, doesn't it?

[ As he shifts to lay down next to him. ]

1/3

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[ Flopping backwards with his arms splayed out.

Half on top of Zhongli, of course. ]

You know my tastes so well!

2/4 actually

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[ Shifting around to get comfortable ]

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--You're hard as a rock, you oaf!!

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[ Coming from a person who sleeps in a tree... ]

Firm sleeping surfaces will get you a better night's sleep.

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[ Harrumphs!

But does not roll off onto the, y'know, actual soft bed. ]

Spoken like someone whose head is made of rock.

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Would you like me to find you a more suitable pillow?

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No, no -- I'm suffering, but this one will do.

[leaveofabsence]

[ He takes Venti's flute and places it on the nightstand before curling an arm around his waist ]

I appreciate your adaptability.

Rest well, Barbatos.

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[ He closes his eyes with a dramatic sigh, but some of the energy palpably leaves him as Zhongli wraps that arm around him. ]

Hehe . . . I always do. ♪

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[ Zhongli hums at that, watching Venti close his eyes and relax for just a tad too long before closing his own eyes and attempting to get some rest. ]

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[ Have a nice nap, Zhongli!

Venti certainly will . . . ]