[There's a small smile appearing on his face, as he appreciates the sentiment. It may be just a few simple words, but to Aether it still means a lot. That pleasant feeling is soon replaced with dread. A dark thought that he may never see his sister again, that he'll be stuck here, in this room for his entire awfully long life.
Right, they also talked about food. He needs to use that distraction.]
Then you need to try it. I have a friend, who absolutely loves it. It's a popular dish in Liyue Harbour.
[He wants to think back to his friends, the places he's seen. If he focuses on that, maybe he can keep going.]
I... should be fine for a while, but if this keeps going it will be a problem.
[But how to combat nightmares?]
Maybe... you could stay with me for a bit? That way you can wake me up if I have another nightmare. Sleeping next to someone put me at ease in the past, too.
[ to be honest, rafayel isn't sure why he says it.
maybe it's because he could relate to it, or maybe it could be a small shred of gratitude he may have felt not to be alone in a situation like this. not that he wasn't accustomed to being alone, but he wasn't used to all these other emotions. the apprehension, or the way in which he feels like the walls are closing in on them, and that this was the last glimmer of freedom they'd ever have.
but, seeing the small smile, however brief does seem to ground him. a reminder for him to also not display his own vulnerabilities so easily. he wears a similar sort of smile, albeit more practiced. ]
A friend? Here? [ he tilts his head. ] Liyue, huh. I can't say I know it, but if it's a place with shrimp, I'm guessing it's a goodie.
[That's right, he's not very happy with Aether's answer. Aether seems like the go-getting, troublesome sort and he has enough to deal with the Trailblazer... Although, they're not here. It still feels the same.]
I think that would be best. Until you are feeling better and are on your feet.
[Sunday answers quietly as he moves to sit next to Aether. He might be hovering over Aether like this but...
A written exam for cooking would be a bit ineffective... So a practical one it is.
[He says that as if he's only now decided. Truth to be told, he's just going with the flow, curious where this conversation will lead them to. Is there going to be some actual exam for Elan? Who knows! But Aether would still like to see his improvements if Elan really decides to take some cooking lessons from him.]
Only if you practice a lot, you can become a really good cook.
[He's cooked so many meals for Paimon, he's a pro now.]
comes back to this after a long time, sorry for the delay!
[Aether smiles a little more, as if encouraged by the other's expression. Then he shakes his head.]
She's not here. She's back home, where she should be. [It's better like that. He wouldn't want more of his friends suffering like this. Experimented on, tormented with thoughts of what else might happen to them. The less people experience it, the better, though, it actually makes anger boil in his blood that anyone has to experience this at all.
But Liyue... Yes. They should talk about Liyue now.]
It's a nice place! They have a lot of seafood dishes so I think you would like it there. The sea looks especially nice during the Lantern Rite. It's a celebration when countless lanterns are set free into the sky carrying the wishes of the people and their glow reflects in the water below.
[He plays the scene over and over in his mind and it seems to calm him. Even if he won't see it again, he's still so glad he was able to witness it.]
[As his hair is pushed away, he feels some strange feeling stirring in his chest. Usually he's the one treating others as a big brother so whenever he gets the reverse treatment it always makes him pause.
And then he smiles at the gentleness of it.
Wait... the promise. It means he literally can't move at all to not break the promise.]
W-well, "not to move an inch" could be taking it a little too far. I'm not planning to go anywhere though.
those words seem to resonate with him, and despite him normally being able to mask his thoughts quite well, he feels it may have unintentionally slipped. his lips twitch just slightly, before he course corrects. he fixes his eyes back on aether, as if nothing was amiss. ] Not gonna lie, this place is kinda...
[ ...
well, he doesn't have to finish that sentence. just like aether, he is all too comfortable with the prospect of letting this newfound topic overrule any of their present thoughts. instead, he wills his imagination, his thoughts already focusing on the lanterns. he can already picture the ocean without much help, thankfully. ] Funny, we have a similar celebration where I'm from, too. Do you decorate your own lanterns?
[Rafayel doesn't have to finish the sentence. Aether understands. There's so much needless cruelty in this place, even looking at their confinement, but thankfully the traveler doesn't get too much time to focus on that. Instead, his mind drifts off to the lanterns.]
Really? I wish I could see that. I wonder how different they are.
[His expression softens, like that thought alone is saving him from the fears and worries. The thought of celebrations in another world, their similarities, their differences. It always fascinated him, no matter how much he has seen in his life.]
You make your own lantern and then you write a wish inside it, before setting it off into the sky. I know how to make them... so maybe I could make one to show you.
[Maybe it's the drug wearing off, but he... feels calmer somehow.]
[His expression is... Probably kind of hard to read, for a moment? He's not used to having conversations like this. Ones where someone is actually being really friendly and encouraging in what at least seems to be a genuine manner.]
...Normally I'm not much for putting in an excessive amount of effort, but... We'll see, I guess. If it holds my attention.
[He won't waste his time on anything that doesn't spark joy.]
[Aether doesn't seem to mind at all, simply smiling as he continues on with the cooking. Thanks to his many travels he's learnt how to get along with all kinds of people.]
So what's your name? Mine's Aether.
I'M SORRY, I LOST THIS TAG. let me know if you want to skip the tutorial. lmfao
Aeth! [ Like he's an old friend he hasn't seen in a long time. Rinne's hard to miss with his red fox ears and bushy fox tail. It sways behind him as he waves Aether down. ] You made it! Sorry 'bout the... uh, everything. Whew, it's nasty. Someone get a fan in here, huh?
[ He claps a hand on Aether's shoulder whether he likes it or not and steers him toward a table. The tiles are all ready. ]
Anywho, mahjong's just poker with tiles. All you gotta do is make a winning hand faster than these dumbasses. [ He gestures to the two locals at the north and west sides. Don't worry, they're used to Rinne's shenanigans. He presses Aether into his seat. ] Relax, relax. They don't bite like I do. [ ??? ] I'll walk ya through it!
[ Whew. Now that Rinne's settled into his own seat... ]
You get 13 tiles at the start of the game. On your turn, draw one and discard one. A winning hand's four tiles of three and a pair. The three tiles gotta be straight or three of a kind.
[Fox tail and ears fit Rinne perfectly, but they also make Aether kind of want to reach out and pet them. He can't really help himself thinking that. Rinne is acting way too friendly with him anyway, so if it happens one day, he'll only have himself to blame.]
Poker with tiles, got it. [Spoken like he knows how to play poker??? He does not, by the way.
Aether may not exactly like all that pushing that Rinne is doing, but he at least doesn't complain and sits down to listen to the tutorial.
"They don't bite like I do" The traveler's brow raises at that. Seriously, this guy is so much. Aether merely gives a nod.]
[ it's funny how a single question could lead his thoughts down so many different avenues, and how his brain travels through so many memories in the span of seconds. in turn, it softens rafayel's features for just a second, before he clearly shakes it off. seamlessly, he wears his usual mask of nonchalance with a touch of controlled whimsy. ]
What did your lantern look like? [ there's a lot you could tell about a person's preferences from how they create something, after all. with that thought, rafayel doesn't even notice that their racing thoughts finally seem to be slowing down in tempo with aether's own calmness. ] Like, what colors and decorations did you choose? [ and most of all... he wonders what he wished for? but, rafayel doesn't actually ask. intuitively feeling like it's something he shouldn't. ]
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