[ Of course. Venti is too drunk to put two and two together, and Zhongli is too amused to point that out straight away. Instead, he obliges as Venti asks, taking his seat at the bar counter and folding his arms. He won't drink just yet - does seeing Zhongli close up jog Venti's memory any? ]
What will you sing, then?
[ He doesn't mind listening. It has been far too long since the wind ever visited him. ]
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What will you sing, then?
[ He doesn't mind listening. It has been far too long since the wind ever visited him. ]