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They don't need to see me. They can still feel it, the same way I can feel them.

Even now they're tugging on my thoughts, you know? None of them know I'm the cause of their troubles this time.

[ Barbatos...

Zhongli will tousle the hair on the top of Venti's head ]

This is not your fault.

A more careful ex archon wouldn't be caught so easily.

[reaches to catch his hand, lacing fingers together]

Do you consider yourself an ex-archon?

It is not your gnosis that made you worthy of the people of Mondstadt.

Maybe but its a lot harder to deliver on what I should give now.

What more do they need than your love, care and guidance?

The wind is suppose to carry many things.

But not so much that it weighs it down.

Leave that for the earth.

Perhaps. The earth is quite a bit more sturdy.

And stubborn.

[ He leans over to press a kiss to Venti's forehead ]

It will stay solid under your feet whether your wish it to or not.

And keep me from blowing away and scattering?

Of course.

This dragon is too set in his ways to let his dearest companion go anywhere without him.

Thank you, Morax.

[squeezing his hand]

I prefer the earth to be like this. Rather than flung at me from afar.

[ Teasing ]

Are the two mutually exclusive?

[ Mostly.... ]

Depends I suppose! On how naughty I've been.

I would say you're much too tired to be naughty at the moment, but I also wish to not make this a competition.

No, you're right.

I'm very tired. It's keeping me from all sorts of excitement.

Do you feel safe enough to sleep now? I will keep watch if you do.

Yes.

You can move me if I sleep too long.

Rest then.

[ He slips out of his coat and drapes it over Venti's sprawled form on the mushroom. ]

And I will see you at dawn's light.

[he's out

for awhile. over a week before he can be bothered to awaken. but as he slept his condition improved a lot, wings mending, the corruption slowly ebbing away

until the only trace of his suffering is one pink eye]

[ Venti.

Venti...

Venti!

That wasn't permission to Odinsleep, you little----!!!

Venti will awaken back in the teapot a little over a week later, tucked carefully into a large bed modeled after the most comfortable inn in Mondstadt. The air is heavy with anemo energy, power but what adepti bullshit we'll never know. A mug of tea strong with strong enough herbs to wake the dead (but not a certain wind sprite) sits steaming on the nightstand. Aromatherapy not as mother nature intended.

An anemo crystalfly lands on Venti's nose.

Zhongli sips his tea.

He looks like he hasn't slept a wink in the entire week but also that it's no big deal. One or both of these statements could be true.

Siiiiiiips. ]

Good morning.

[pushing himself up, taking in his surroundings. the crystalfly flitters from his nose to atop his head]

Oh.... I feel much better now. Did I sleep for long...?

A little more than a week.

[ And Zhongli gets up from his chair to sit at the edge of the bed, shooing the crystalfly away for a moment.

He gestures to Venti's --- well, everything: ]

May I take a look?

Oh, yes.

[going to step out of bed, spreading his wings while streetccchhiinnggg]