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Indeed they do! And not just the breeze, but the wine too~

[ Shoving the wine mug at Pavo

you poor bastard ]

[On the one hand, he's enjoying the grass pillow. On the other, wine.

...Okay, he'll sit up. Drinking is the most important thing, obviously.]

Exactly. Which is exactly why I'm here.

[For the booze, obviously. Not the comfort. Because he doesn't need comfort. Definitely.]

[ Definitely! ]

You're lucky I could never turn down one of Mondstadt's connoisseurs! Try not to take advantage.

[ Just casually knocking back his own mug ]

I would never.

[He absolutely would. If Venti lets him he's gonna get so drunk right now.]

What could I ever do to repay such a kind and benevolent patron, I wonder...?

Well, normally I would ask for alcohol, but in a truly unsettling turn of events, I've become the supplier . . .

As soon as my stores are refilled, I'll pay that tab.

Oh? In that case, you can just write me an IOU in exchange!

Will do.

[he downs the entire mug, and sighs contentedly.]

Ah. Now that takes the edge off.

There is no ill that wine cannot fix!

[ wisdom from god himself ur welcome ]

Though, some ills do have sharper edges than others.

Uh-huh. Is that you fishing for information?

I would never demand information not freely given!

[ yes ]

In that case... Another round and I'll tell you what happened today. With the promise that it won't end up in a ballad.

Not a fan of my compositions? Hmph!

[ Plucking Pavo's mug out of his hand all the same ]

Fine, one more round.

[ He disappears briefly to refill both mugs before returning. Thank u bathtub with a wine tap ]

On the contrary, your talent is such that should my actions be recorded by you, they'd surely become known by all.

[He gives a cheeky grin as Zephyr takes his mug. He's so worn out it's sort of a struggle not to fall asleep in the grass while he waits, but he manages, and happily takes his new drink.]

Thank you very much!

You're welcome to thank me, of course, but it isn't free~

[ Plopping back down with his own mug, which he knocks back immediately ]

Don't spoil it too quickly.

[Hrrrmmm. He agreed to talk but now he's not sure he wants to?? He never wants to, but yelling into nothing didn't help and he's here, so. He may as well.

Still, he sips his drink and frown a bit before he says anything.]

...There was a troublesome game.

Hmmm . . . that's two in a row, isn't it?

Hm? The last one wasn't so bad. Cecilia & I had a lovely time, in the end.

[Of course not having a choice about it wasn't like, good, in any capacity, but they had fun and are fine!]

[ Ahahaha;;;;;;; ]

How fortunate indeed!

Well then, this one must have been considerably worse.

I take it you had a rougher time.

[can he dodge his own problems for just a tiiiny bit longer maybe]

Hmm? Are you hedging?

Should I take the wine back?

--You should not.

[POUT. You're too hard to manipulate!!]

It was a labyrinth where we were tasked with maiming one another. There were mind-controlling aspects.

. . . Ah.

To encourage reluctant participants along, I assume?

Yes. ...I was the only Sorbet there, but we won.

[ a h ]

And how much did the mind control factor into your victory?

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YOU GOT PUT IN NOTIF JAIL

NOTIFS NO

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