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[video un: dandelionwine] at our next merry meeting away in the sky.
[The video starts with a tall tree and collection of bright stars above as Venti is pointing the device upwards. The night sky is sparkling with bright nightly colours. The video pans down wildly to show feet dangling from one branch. One brown loafer shoe just barely hanging on by a toe. Then a weepy voice sings along with a soft sad melody...]
An arbor of flowers and a kettle of wine... Alas in the bowers no companion is mine.
[The shoe falls from his foot and hits the ground below. Only to be met with a huff and whine as the one in the tree starts to sip from a large wine bottle. The camera pans up again with the view of the whole bottle before there is a glimpse of Venti's face as he sips it.]
Then the moon sheds her rays on my goblet and me... And my shadow betrays we’re a party of three.
Party of three...! Your poem is the worst! Just terrible...!!
[Venti sighs...]
See the moon–how she dances in response to my song. See my shadow–it dances so lightly along... While sober I feel, you are both my good friends. ...While drunken I reel, our companionship ends...
[A soft sob as Venti takes another big sip of wine and lets the lonely ache overtake his singing. The camera pans down again as he's unable to finish the last few lines of a poem that Zhongli wrote him. Now that his old friend is gone.]
You and the curious starshine too... how boring...
An arbor of flowers and a kettle of wine... Alas in the bowers no companion is mine.
[The shoe falls from his foot and hits the ground below. Only to be met with a huff and whine as the one in the tree starts to sip from a large wine bottle. The camera pans up again with the view of the whole bottle before there is a glimpse of Venti's face as he sips it.]
Then the moon sheds her rays on my goblet and me... And my shadow betrays we’re a party of three.
Party of three...! Your poem is the worst! Just terrible...!!
[Venti sighs...]
See the moon–how she dances in response to my song. See my shadow–it dances so lightly along... While sober I feel, you are both my good friends. ...While drunken I reel, our companionship ends...
[A soft sob as Venti takes another big sip of wine and lets the lonely ache overtake his singing. The camera pans down again as he's unable to finish the last few lines of a poem that Zhongli wrote him. Now that his old friend is gone.]
You and the curious starshine too... how boring...
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[Goodness, this really does remind him of being with Xingqiu... In a way, it stirs up a nostalgia in him he hadn't felt since coming here. It makes him smile a bit despite his protests. And seeing Venti cheer up is worth the teasing.]
As I have said before, I am just used to my congenial positivity causing more disturbance than not. So having it be complimented feels odd.
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[Honestly if Venti and Xingqiu were to ever come face to face the gremlin levels would be off the charts...]
Thank you for coming all this way for me. You truly didn't have to pay my complaints any heed whatsoever. But I appreciate the company nonetheless.
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Well, if they are bothering you, then they are important, are they not? I am just glad I could help you feel a little better.
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It's no wonder you've been gifted a vision with a heart like yours.
[He smiles.]
For all that what do I owe you? Perhaps a song? An ear for your own worries?
[It's funny that the thing that put Venti in a better mood the most was Chongyun's ridiculous tale of swimming in a frozen lake...!! But his other words have sunk into Venti's heart. Missing home isn't something that only Venti is experiencing...]
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O-Oh, no... you do not owe me anything. After all... friends are supposed to help each other, are they not? Being able to help you feel even a little better is payment enough for me.
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Then perhaps... as a friend I could do the same for you.
[He reaches out and pats Chongyun's head softly for a moment much like an old granpa might. Haha.]
Is there nothing weighing on your mind?
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Mm, well... there is one, but... it is a weight that everyone here shares. I miss my home, and my friends who are not here. Even on exorcism excursions, I have not been so long away from the Harbour or my friends. And though I know there are those from Teyvat here, among them there is hardly any from Liyue. It is... a lonely feeling, I will admit.
But the homesickness I feel... it is the same as the one everyone feels. We are all missing home... that is why we are doing our best to find a safe way back, are we not? So, we should endure as best as we can, until we can find a way back home.
[He says it calmly, and carefully, but there's a bit of a strain to his voice. Like he's trying to not admit just how much his homesickness is affecting him, whether it be to Venti or himself.]
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Homesickness can be the death of the heart.
[It's the awful truth and one that Venti won't sugar up.]
As far away as we are right now we have to hold our breaths until we can hold our loved ones once again. The fact that you are lonely and missing them shows how much your heart cares to miss them.
[He hums...]
It might seem trivial. But I've come to enjoy writing letters and poems to those I miss! Hoping that someday I could gift them those thoughts! Would you care to do the same?
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[But Venti's suggestion makes Chongyun look up, blinking in surprise before he hums in consideration.]
Letters and poems..? Huh... I admit, I had never considered such a thing, but... perhaps that is something I could do during my stay here.
[He's not a poet by any stretch; many of the metaphors and flowery language of the poems Xingqiu had read him before went far over his head. But he could write letters fairly easily. Perhaps Venti was onto something...]
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[Also, just talk Xiao that anemo boy is also lonely. A friend from a familiar place would do the both of them good. Stop being so stuffy!
He then wobbles and shifts almost like he's getting ready to move and climb down.]
Consider that your homework, Chongyun! For now, shall we head back to the Inn? My head is getting much too light... Eheheh...
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[Chongyun lets out a surprised gasp and holds a hand out, as if to steady Venti. In the bard's grasp, Xie lets out a little yip, tail wagging.]
Ah, well... I suppose it would be good to return to the Inn and get you some rest. I believe you need some water.
[It's a shame his Vision is Cryo and not Hydro, because he would conjure some up for the bard to drink.]
And... I will take your words to heart, and practice writing letters. Perhaps one day... I can send them.
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[He giggles and shimmies his way down.]
Very well, Chongyun! I hope it does you well!
[And with that they will return to the Inn with a sightly wobbly Venti but all's well that ends well!]