[ What a veritable maelstrom of color that glides effortless around the Highstorm gathering. Zhongli has always been drawn to those full of life and boundless energy and Quetz is no exception. He watches with a raised eyebrow and gaining interest as she piles more and more food upon her plate until it's a miracle that gravity does not send at least portions of it toppling to the stone path below.
Ah, she must live a very active lifestyle to require that much food.
However, while musing upon this, Zhongli blinks and then Quezt is right there in front of him, question already sent like an arrow in mid-flight between them. He blinks again, mulling over how to answer before pretends to look aghast at the question. Unfortunately, his face might just a liiiiittle too stoic to make it appear like actual teasing. ]
I might be. I may be. What happens next if either statement turns out to be true?
IV. Highstorm ❖ Party Crasher
Ah, she must live a very active lifestyle to require that much food.
However, while musing upon this, Zhongli blinks and then Quezt is right there in front of him, question already sent like an arrow in mid-flight between them. He blinks again, mulling over how to answer before pretends to look aghast at the question. Unfortunately, his face might just a liiiiittle too stoic to make it appear like actual teasing. ]
I might be. I may be. What happens next if either statement turns out to be true?