[ he's wandering through the image of aurum alley, because of course this is his favorite place. ]
It's hard to describe in words. [ he does really just. love his home, honestly. the streets are empty, though, and so it's harder to be attached. it's always been the people he's cared about most. ]
[ if only he could touch the things here. he wants to interact with the world that jiaoqiu is showing him, run his hands over stalls and carvings, touch the leaves as he has back home. ]
It's a beautiful place to call home, Jiaoqiu. [ sincerely, as he catches up with his easy, long strides, folding his arms behind his back so that he doesn't reach out pointlessly. ] Our architecture is quite similar to one another, although I can see where yours is sleeker, a step into the future that Liyue could one day see.
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It's hard to describe in words. [ he does really just. love his home, honestly. the streets are empty, though, and so it's harder to be attached. it's always been the people he's cared about most. ]
Does any of it feel familiar?
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It's a beautiful place to call home, Jiaoqiu. [ sincerely, as he catches up with his easy, long strides, folding his arms behind his back so that he doesn't reach out pointlessly. ] Our architecture is quite similar to one another, although I can see where yours is sleeker, a step into the future that Liyue could one day see.