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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]

[ He tries to avoid the wings but alas at some point he gets a faceful of feathers.

Gently maneuvering them so he can make sure they have fully healed. ]

It seems the Abyssal corruption is receding rather than spreading.

Maybe because you took such good care of me? It feels really good in here....

I did nothing but promote the presence of anemo energy in this space. It probably pales in comparison to the refuge you have in Windrise.

[ Taps him on the edge of one wing ]

Now if you would kindly turn and look at me.

[turns towards him]

It's remarkably close--you did well. I'm not sure how you managed.

[ Makes a small tutting sound ]

Your eye has not improved.

[.....................pushing his bangs to flop over it to hide it]

[ Oh.

Was that insensitive? ]

Hiding it does not fix the problem.

[ That is probably also insensitive. ]

I don't know how to fix it.

It doesn't hurt as much as it did though? I can feel the difference but its more hmm settled.

That is good to hear.

It gives us time to consult other resources as we look for a cure. I shall send word to Madame Ping and Cloud Retainer to see if they have any suggestions.

[ He places a hand carefully on top of Venti's head ]