The quest gives them all that they need to make chocolates-- all but one key ingredient. The ingredient they're missing is vanilla, and it looks like the task they must perform in order to obtain this ingredient is quite a nuisance. Indeed, they must...!
...Make their way from one of their houses to the other's, but blindfolded. Holding the dark ribbon in her hand that the quest granted them, she can only smile. ] I feel as if this might go smoother than we think. [ She says cheerily, tying the ribbon at the back of her hair. She turns her head in the direction where she thinks Tristan stands. ] Your eyes are already closed most of the time, anyway!
[ Lucky them!
Or, or.... maybe they're magic ribbons and obscure his extra magical sense to see with his eyes shut! ]
[ Or maybe he’s just a tragic idiot who must forever stumble blindly into the hurdles life places before him…!
But really even he feels that the blindfold is kind of redundant. Still… ]
Perhaps I should lend you Failnaught… [ Then again, ] But still I worry. It cannot guide you past all obstacles. If you should fall into a canal…oh, it would be so tragic…
Then…please stay close. [ He sounds doubtful anyway, but it’s less about her compliance and more for the fact that…are they seriously going to get ingredients like this? It seems a tad far-fetched even if Tristan is used to the whole questing thing by now…
All right, all right. He takes her hand at last and begins their little trek, with Failnaught in his other hand, because you never know. ]
But…Failnaught was the name of my bow in life. [ Might as well spill the super-secret beans on this most radical of ranged rockers since she knows his True Name already… ]
Though nowadays it seems to have taken the form of my favorite harp instead.
No quest comes without its own challenge, and although theirs is fairly simple to obtain the last ingredient to make their chocolates, it might be more difficult given just who she's decided to bring along to complete it.
Their task? Is to attract one bird to Berkut and have it peck the seeds off of his hand. It's just a shame that nearly every creature within a mile seems to be afraid of him. Why, Pyra cannot fathom. ]
Perhaps... try..... smiling? [ As if animals can understand smiles Or perhaps they can, because this is a fairy-tale themed task. ] Remember, we need sugar in order to make the chocolate, and having a bird nibble at your fingertips is fairly easy, all things considering.
[ They could have been made to face a crystal hydra in the woods, but nope! This is their quest. ]
[ Were it up to him, he would have chosen the crystal hydra. He had, however, agreed to undergo this quest after hearing about the details from Pyra. To go back on his word, simply because he couldn't attract a mere bird or two, would be an undesirable stain upon his person. Why does this have to be so difficult?
For gods' sake, he's named after a bird of prey. These birds should be flocking to him!
With his left hand dutifully held out before him, Berkut snorts. ]
What nonsense. Do these birds carry sugar on their wings?
Pyra's found herself a giant ax from the thorn-covered castle to use for this quest, and she's currently working on chopping another tree down. Timber!
Afterwards, she straightens and rests upon the long arm of the ax, lifting up a hand to run through her fiery hair as she catches her breath. This is quite a good work out. ] Oh-- this one, look at this one. [ She waves him over. ]
This one has a nice, marble-like pattern to its rings.... We should use this as the bride and groom's table. [ Why waste trees by burning them, when one can use them to make chairs and tables for a wedding?! ]
It isn't even nature that he hates, because he quite likes nature. No, it's these trees in general. Just being around them give him a headache. A literal fucking headache! I don't know what the shit is up with them, but I hate it! He, at least, is certain that he won't end up cursed by the trees themselves, so there's that!
Glaring at the trees in general, he goes over to look at what she's waving him over to see. ] Oh! We could. A good table for the wedding banquet. [ He gives the tree a light pat. ] It looks quite good for that, mmm. We'll need more than one table. I hope the next tree has the same nice pattern.
[ He snaps his fan closed and changes how he holds it. Instead, he holds it like one would a sword. His eyes close as he channels energy through the fan before making a sweeping cut through the air. The wind slice leaves a deep cut into the base of one of the trees. 'ch. He really wishes that he had Xiu Ya! With his sword, he wouldn't have to swing constantly to cut through a tree!
Looking at the rings can also give us some insight into the history of this forest... if there was a year of excess rain, for example, versus drought...
[ HOW DOES SHE KNOW THIS SHIT? The answer is that It’s Complicated.
But she doesn’t seem to be concerned with that right now, and she straightens, lifting her ax over her shoulder as she looks over to him. What’s more interesting is how he uses his fan...
Pyra is aware of fans being used as weapons, that’s not so much surprising. What’s more interesting is where his... magic? comes from. Is the power his or is the item itself enchanted? Or is it a device that focuses his own power. So many questions! ]
...Amazing, are you able to command the wind with that? [ Then she looks at the cut in the tree
...An attack like that could certainly cleanly sever a man’s head off his shoulder, perhaps she didn’t really notice much of it back in the castle. Shen Qingqiu looks... like he’s more of a scholar than a warrior, so this comes as a surprise to her. ]
I wouldn't know how to notice any of that, and so I shall have to rely on your expertise on it.
[ He honestly says, because he can't say that he has much knowledge on the insight of forests and what one can come to understand from the rings of a tree. But it certainly sounds like something that would be worth knowing.
Huh? Shen Qingqiu blinks before nodding. Don't just nod dumbly! You're an immortal cultivator! He is a Peak Lord so this sort of skill is something worth noting. In short, he temporarily becomes quite pleased at hearing a compliment about it and takes a second to bask in it. ]
It's commanding my own energy and channeling it through the fan. [ He pulls himself back as he decides that he's getting just a little too full of himself. Who was it that had to use her as a body shield in the castle? Please! Acting all high and mighty when he couldn't look after her better! He should be ashamed he even took a second to feel proud. ]
It helps in matters such as this. [ Tree cutter! My sect brothers and sisters would cry I was using my cultivation like this, but isn't it fine? We're dealing with a problem of those unsettling trees and making furniture for a wedding's banquet? So really! This is fine. He cheers for himself before he makes another sweeping gesture with his arm, cutting into the tree he just hit to give another devastating slice.
What the fuck. Fall! Jesus Christ. ]
But maybe instead of prince, you should have also been the woodsman?
[ Despite being surrounded by great singers, Nero (still) isn't one of them. Still, even her out-of-tune and off-key vocals will not!! Dull her passions!! as she tries to convey them in her (self-professed) beautiful serenade. It doesn't matter if neither of them are Yellows; does she need a quest-related excuse to sing to her friends? Of course not! ]
Pyra, come, let us live and laugh, Deaf to the vile jabber of any ugly old fools ♪ Your voice so warm and bright ♪ Your eyes and hair so red and full of light ♪ The sun may come up each day but when the stars are out, Your kindness pouring from your heart's fount ♪ Our nights together, shall they last forever and ever more ♪...
[ She gives Pyra a wide smile, continuing her singing for a little while longer, and takes a bow when her performance ends. ]
Why, of course! Thank you. As always, you were the perfect audience.
[ HER SINGING IS AWFUL but... she's almost moved to tears!
That someone would do this for her is... it's just so kind of Saber think of Pyra! ]
Only because you were the perfect singer... [ A fond smile. ] I doubt there's a single person in all the worlds out there that can match your enthusiasm.
She's only met this man fairly recently, the two having decided to complete one of the quests together over the forum, and honestly she can't be happier. He's particularly kind, curious, and not without an intelligent gleam in his eyes... Which will be helpful considering the riddle they must solve in order to obtain the last ingredient to make chocolate.
She reads it aloud: ]
"With thieves, I consort, With the vilest, in short, I’m quite at ease in depravity; Yet all divines use me, And savants can’t lose me, For I am the center of gravity."
[ A pause, a head tilt. ] ...Is it talking about some sort of particle?
[ and, naturally, Lupin is more than happy to help out a pretty young lady - especially a polite one trying to make some progress around here. The fact that she can fight (or claims to be able to, at least, but he believes her) certainly doesn't hurt, either. The fact that he doesn't really know how to make chocolate gives him some pause, but if they get all the ingredients, how hard could it be, right?
Riddles certainly aren't too hard for him. He shakes his head, resting a hand on his hip rather confidently. ]
Not quite. It's the letter "V." [ he sounds sure of himself here. ] Some kind of clue to where that ingredient's hiding, maybe.
[ Honestly she has no idea how she's going to approach him about... this whole "marriage" between Wei Wuxian and Xie Lian.
First of all, what about Maya? Didn't Wei Wuxian say those wonderful things about her? About how her kindness, your grace, and your beauty are peerless on heaven and earth? Anyone else might have made those same sentiments seem mawkish and cliche, but when she had heard them back then, heard how he had said them with that look in his eyes, she felt as if they were truly coming from his heart. It was like he was seeing something he wanted, but could never truly have for himself. And if those feelings were so deep, so strong, then surely they couldn't have been that frivolous to vanish so quickly when Xie Lian arrived in Chroma.
Which brings her to the second problem, Xie Lian. Pyra isn't completely dense when it comes to what others may be feeling or how they might word things. Something truly feels off, the god seems oddly restless when it comes to his husband. "He's a very friendly person. He isn't treating me badly at all!" --That's the bare minimum one would say about to whom they're married, or so Pyra believes. Surely, he would have said something more.... Then again, Xie Lian is a very soft-spoken person, and one she doubts would volunteer his opinions or sentiments freely, especially if they might harm another's feelings. She has no doubt that if he has a problem, he would try first to wiggle his way out of it by trying to dismiss it, hide it, or simply saying that "It's fine." It's fine, because that's what she's seen him do before, as if his cares and worries aren't worth being cared or worried about by others.
Which means that Pyra must meddle and act as his advocate! To talk to Wei Wuxian about how he's probably not treating his husband as good as he should!
The third problem is that Pyra knows in her hearts of hearts that she can never stay upset or angered enough at anyone for too long, and that Wei Wuxian is a very, very good talker. She'll have to stay focused! To get to the bottom of this! For Xie Lian! And for Wei Wuxian, too! Because as she's told to someone else a few weeks ago, she loves the both of them, truly and dearly... And if they make each other happy, if they love each other enough to be wed, then she can only be happy for them... yes...
Knock knock, mofo. Have a Pyra standing at your door, looking rather nervous. ]
[ It's about time for Shen Qingqiu to come by, so he's been expecting the knock. This has gone on for far longer than he'd ever imagined. It's because the man initially managed to catch him off guard, at first. Now he's become downright casual about it—which is pretty annoying when he thinks about it.
Obviously the way to end this is to make it not casual anymore: to make this dignified cultivator flustered, red-faced, and shy about kissing him. Then he'll be able to point and laugh and say it's all been a joke.
Yes, this is a good plan. So when he hears the knock, he bounds over and flings the door open. With a hand on the side of his face and his eyes fluttering, he sings out: ]
[ He honestly wondered if she'd ever want to see him again, after their ordeal in the coffin. He'd had to force himself not to be sad about that. But here she is, at his door. What for, he can't imagine. ]
[ This isn't the greeting she is expecting, and it takes her a flustered moment-- a moment where she draws back from him in surprise-- to understand that he has been expecting someone else.
He must have been thinking it would be his wife at the door! Of course this is how it should be when two people are so in love: that upon seeing them again, they only want to be held within each other's arms and share a kiss! And... actually, it's rather adorable how Wei Wuxian would greet someone he cares about so enthusiastically. Look how silly and happy he looks! And yet... ]
Oh, I'm sorry.... I should have messaged you before coming over. [ A light, apologetic laugh, and she walks by him with a glance before turning her gaze towards the room. She had just been here recently to commission Saber for a statue for Xie Lian because her art is nothing less than impressive. But Wei Wuxian's works aren't anything less astounding, either. He has painted Saber with strokes that completely capture her grace and beauty.... ]
Were you expecting your wife instead? [ She asks cheerily! Yes, this is the perfect segue into the the topic she wishes to discuss. Aaah she had meant to be stern, but she can't not be happy when she's around him. Besides, talking about loved ones and weddings should be brought about with a smile! ]
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For Tristan
The quest gives them all that they need to make chocolates-- all but one key ingredient. The ingredient they're missing is vanilla, and it looks like the task they must perform in order to obtain this ingredient is quite a nuisance. Indeed, they must...!
...Make their way from one of their houses to the other's, but blindfolded. Holding the dark ribbon in her hand that the quest granted them, she can only smile. ] I feel as if this might go smoother than we think. [ She says cheerily, tying the ribbon at the back of her hair. She turns her head in the direction where she thinks Tristan stands. ] Your eyes are already closed most of the time, anyway!
[ Lucky them!
Or, or.... maybe they're magic ribbons and obscure his extra magical sense to see with his eyes shut! ]
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But really even he feels that the blindfold is kind of redundant. Still… ]
Perhaps I should lend you Failnaught… [ Then again, ] But still I worry. It cannot guide you past all obstacles. If you should fall into a canal…oh, it would be so tragic…
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Then we have no choice; if you’re still able to “see”, you must guide me back home. [ Easy-peasy! She smiles at him regardless. ]
And even if I can’t see you, I can still hear the frown in your voice.... let’s talk about not falling into canals.
[ Hm, hm. ]
Tell me more of this Failnaught?
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Then…please stay close. [ He sounds doubtful anyway, but it’s less about her compliance and more for the fact that…are they seriously going to get ingredients like this? It seems a tad far-fetched even if Tristan is used to the whole questing thing by now…
All right, all right. He takes her hand at last and begins their little trek, with Failnaught in his other hand, because you never know. ]
But…Failnaught was the name of my bow in life. [ Might as well spill the super-secret beans on this most radical of ranged rockers since she knows his True Name already… ]
Though nowadays it seems to have taken the form of my favorite harp instead.
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For Berkut
No quest comes without its own challenge, and although theirs is fairly simple to obtain the last ingredient to make their chocolates, it might be more difficult given just who she's decided to bring along to complete it.
Their task? Is to attract one bird to Berkut and have it peck the seeds off of his hand. It's just a shame that nearly every creature within a mile seems to be afraid of him. Why, Pyra cannot fathom. ]
Perhaps... try..... smiling? [
As if animals can understand smilesOr perhaps they can, because this is a fairy-tale themed task. ] Remember, we need sugar in order to make the chocolate, and having a bird nibble at your fingertips is fairly easy, all things considering.[ They could have been made to face a crystal hydra in the woods, but nope! This is their quest. ]
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For gods' sake, he's named after a bird of prey. These birds should be flocking to him!
With his left hand dutifully held out before him, Berkut snorts. ]
What nonsense. Do these birds carry sugar on their wings?
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In this world, that very well may be the case. [ She says with a airy smile. ] Isn’t it curious?
[ Anyways... ] I was only suggesting that they might be afraid of your.... presence. [ She says, lightly. ]
You are rather imposing, although I don’t mean to offend.
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[ Now, that's a desirable quality. His tone is neutral as he watches the sky for the damned sugar birds. ]
I am a knight, not a birdkeeper.
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For Shen Qingqiu
Pyra's found herself a giant ax from the thorn-covered castle to use for this quest, and she's currently working on chopping another tree down. Timber!
Afterwards, she straightens and rests upon the long arm of the ax, lifting up a hand to run through her fiery hair as she catches her breath. This is quite a good work out. ] Oh-- this one, look at this one. [ She waves him over. ]
This one has a nice, marble-like pattern to its rings.... We should use this as the bride and groom's table. [ Why waste trees by burning them, when one can use them to make chairs and tables for a wedding?! ]
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It isn't even nature that he hates, because he quite likes nature. No, it's these trees in general. Just being around them give him a headache. A literal fucking headache! I don't know what the shit is up with them, but I hate it! He, at least, is certain that he won't end up cursed by the trees themselves, so there's that!
Glaring at the trees in general, he goes over to look at what she's waving him over to see. ] Oh! We could. A good table for the wedding banquet. [ He gives the tree a light pat. ] It looks quite good for that, mmm. We'll need more than one table. I hope the next tree has the same nice pattern.
[ He snaps his fan closed and changes how he holds it. Instead, he holds it like one would a sword. His eyes close as he channels energy through the fan before making a sweeping cut through the air. The wind slice leaves a deep cut into the base of one of the trees. 'ch. He really wishes that he had Xiu Ya! With his sword, he wouldn't have to swing constantly to cut through a tree!
Still, this is going pretty well, isn't it? ]
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[ HOW DOES SHE KNOW THIS SHIT? The answer is that It’s Complicated.
But she doesn’t seem to be concerned with that right now, and she straightens, lifting her ax over her shoulder as she looks over to him. What’s more interesting is how he uses his fan...
Pyra is aware of fans being used as weapons, that’s not so much surprising. What’s more interesting is where his... magic? comes from. Is the power his or is the item itself enchanted? Or is it a device that focuses his own power. So many questions! ]
...Amazing, are you able to command the wind with that? [ Then she looks at the cut in the tree
...An attack like that could certainly cleanly sever a man’s head off his shoulder, perhaps she didn’t really notice much of it back in the castle. Shen Qingqiu looks... like he’s more of a scholar than a warrior, so this comes as a surprise to her. ]
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[ He honestly says, because he can't say that he has much knowledge on the insight of forests and what one can come to understand from the rings of a tree. But it certainly sounds like something that would be worth knowing.
Huh? Shen Qingqiu blinks before nodding. Don't just nod dumbly! You're an immortal cultivator! He is a Peak Lord so this sort of skill is something worth noting. In short, he temporarily becomes quite pleased at hearing a compliment about it and takes a second to bask in it. ]
It's commanding my own energy and channeling it through the fan. [ He pulls himself back as he decides that he's getting just a little too full of himself. Who was it that had to use her as a body shield in the castle? Please! Acting all high and mighty when he couldn't look after her better! He should be ashamed he even took a second to feel proud. ]
It helps in matters such as this. [ Tree cutter! My sect brothers and sisters would cry I was using my cultivation like this, but isn't it fine? We're dealing with a problem of those unsettling trees and making furniture for a wedding's banquet? So really! This is fine. He cheers for himself before he makes another sweeping gesture with his arm, cutting into the tree he just hit to give another devastating slice.
What the fuck. Fall! Jesus Christ. ]
But maybe instead of prince, you should have also been the woodsman?
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For Nero
It's not every day that an emperor sings to you.
But when it is-- ] .....Ah?
[ Oh no, what is this song, this is a love song, this is....! ] I-- Saber..... [ ....Oh wait, it's the quest.
.....Well doesn't that make Pyra feel foolish, gosh. ] ....It's lovely. [ Is all she can say in the end. ]
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Pyra, come, let us live and laugh,
Deaf to the vile jabber of any ugly old fools ♪
Your voice so warm and bright ♪
Your eyes and hair so red and full of light ♪
The sun may come up each day but when the stars are out,
Your kindness pouring from your heart's fount ♪
Our nights together, shall they last forever and ever more ♪...
[ She gives Pyra a wide smile, continuing her singing for a little while longer, and takes a bow when her performance ends. ]
Why, of course! Thank you. As always, you were the perfect audience.
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That someone would do this for her is... it's just so kind of Saber think of Pyra! ]
Only because you were the perfect singer... [ A fond smile. ] I doubt there's a single person in all the worlds out there that can match your enthusiasm.
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For Lupin
She's only met this man fairly recently, the two having decided to complete one of the quests together over the forum, and honestly she can't be happier. He's particularly kind, curious, and not without an intelligent gleam in his eyes... Which will be helpful considering the riddle they must solve in order to obtain the last ingredient to make chocolate.
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"With thieves, I consort,
With the vilest, in short,
I’m quite at ease in depravity;
Yet all divines use me,
And savants can’t lose me,
For I am the center of gravity."
[ A pause, a head tilt. ] ...Is it talking about some sort of particle?
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Riddles certainly aren't too hard for him. He shakes his head, resting a hand on his hip rather confidently. ]
Not quite. It's the letter "V." [ he sounds sure of himself here. ] Some kind of clue to where that ingredient's hiding, maybe.
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..."V", mm? [ A pause, and she brings a hand to her chin. ] Maybe... the beginning to a word? A vase?
[ She'll go ahead and begin looking through some of the vases upon the counter, maybe... ] Ah.
[ A smile, and from within it, she pulls out their final ingredient: ] Vanilla.
[ How clever. ]
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For Wei Wuxian
First of all, what about Maya? Didn't Wei Wuxian say those wonderful things about her? About how her kindness, your grace, and your beauty are peerless on heaven and earth? Anyone else might have made those same sentiments seem mawkish and cliche, but when she had heard them back then, heard how he had said them with that look in his eyes, she felt as if they were truly coming from his heart. It was like he was seeing something he wanted, but could never truly have for himself. And if those feelings were so deep, so strong, then surely they couldn't have been that frivolous to vanish so quickly when Xie Lian arrived in Chroma.
Which brings her to the second problem, Xie Lian. Pyra isn't completely dense when it comes to what others may be feeling or how they might word things. Something truly feels off, the god seems oddly restless when it comes to his husband. "He's a very friendly person. He isn't treating me badly at all!" --That's the bare minimum one would say about to whom they're married, or so Pyra believes. Surely, he would have said something more.... Then again, Xie Lian is a very soft-spoken person, and one she doubts would volunteer his opinions or sentiments freely, especially if they might harm another's feelings. She has no doubt that if he has a problem, he would try first to wiggle his way out of it by trying to dismiss it, hide it, or simply saying that "It's fine." It's fine, because that's what she's seen him do before, as if his cares and worries aren't worth being cared or worried about by others.
Which means that Pyra must meddle and act as his advocate! To talk to Wei Wuxian about how he's probably not treating his husband as good as he should!
The third problem is that Pyra knows in her hearts of hearts that she can never stay upset or angered enough at anyone for too long, and that Wei Wuxian is a very, very good talker. She'll have to stay focused! To get to the bottom of this! For Xie Lian! And for Wei Wuxian, too! Because as she's told to someone else a few weeks ago, she loves the both of them, truly and dearly... And if they make each other happy, if they love each other enough to be wed, then she can only be happy for them... yes...
Knock knock, mofo. Have a Pyra standing at your door, looking rather nervous. ]
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Obviously the way to end this is to make it not casual anymore: to make this dignified cultivator flustered, red-faced, and shy about kissing him. Then he'll be able to point and laugh and say it's all been a joke.
Yes, this is a good plan. So when he hears the knock, he bounds over and flings the door open. With a hand on the side of his face and his eyes fluttering, he sings out: ]
Finally~! My lips were getting—
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[ His voice strangles in his throat. ]
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What.... are you....
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Pyra! I'm so happy to see you! Come in, come in! To what do I owe the pleasure?
[ He stands aside from the door, waving her inside. Is he going to explain his antics? Does he ever? ]
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He must have been thinking it would be his wife at the door! Of course this is how it should be when two people are so in love: that upon seeing them again, they only want to be held within each other's arms and share a kiss! And... actually, it's rather adorable how Wei Wuxian would greet someone he cares about so enthusiastically. Look how silly and happy he looks! And yet... ]
Oh, I'm sorry.... I should have messaged you before coming over. [ A light, apologetic laugh, and she walks by him with a glance before turning her gaze towards the room. She had just been here recently to commission Saber for a statue for Xie Lian because her art is nothing less than impressive. But Wei Wuxian's works aren't anything less astounding, either. He has painted Saber with strokes that completely capture her grace and beauty.... ]
Were you expecting your wife instead? [ She asks cheerily! Yes, this is the perfect segue into the the topic she wishes to discuss. Aaah she had meant to be stern, but she can't not be happy when she's around him. Besides, talking about loved ones and weddings should be brought about with a smile! ]
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