[video un: dandelionwine] at our next merry meeting away in the sky.

[concierto]

[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...

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[concierto]

[The words that Chongyun says bring a soft smile to Venti's lips. That is the same reason why Venti has been lamenting about these things himself, was it not? Venti has lost friends and companions that he held dear to his heart. He misses the ones home in Teyvat. And the feeling of being stranded can be saddening and frustrating.]

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?

[pureyang]

[It's a lonely feeling indeed. And it's doubly isolating in Chongyun's mind; as far as Chongyun knows, Venti at least has others here who are from Mondstadt, and Chongyun has no doubt that Venti was the type of person to at least get to know others from the City of Freedom. The only one who is here from Liyue alongside Chongyun is Xiao, and he's too polite to consider a respected being like an adeptus on such a familiar ground. So even though he's reached out to others from Teyvat here, there's still that feeling of something missing. Loneliness is something that's definitely clawed at his heart and weighed heavily on his mind since his time here.]

[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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That you should.

[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...

[pureyang]

[B-But he is an adeptus! Wouldn't it be rude to act so familiar to one..?]

[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.

🎀

[concierto]

Yes, water, things that go splish splash...

[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!]