Richie cants his head at the little light. He's got his own, a wee cigarette light between his fingers, but it's clear who's winning the human glow-stick competition.
Looking down to the box, curious. Feeling forty kinds of ways about today but his interest in the magic crafting takes the forefront.]
Like I won the lottery and found out my dog died. [We got feelings. Juts his chin at the box.] What's all this for?
Ha. [ mirthless, but - richie always has had a way with words that has brought humor to zhongli, one way or another. he'll be missing it, look forward to it on chipper where they can steal those digital moments in their coming days. ] I don't think you'll find many that will disagree with you.
[ but he gently sifts through whatever is in this box, until he finds the one he wants so that he can hold it out to him.
a charm, made of pure cor lapis. the bracelet and knot are made of red chord, but for richie... he's woven green, like the accents of his chao, into it. ]
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Richie cants his head at the little light. He's got his own, a wee cigarette light between his fingers, but it's clear who's winning the human glow-stick competition.
Looking down to the box, curious. Feeling forty kinds of ways about today but his interest in the magic crafting takes the forefront.]
Like I won the lottery and found out my dog died. [We got feelings. Juts his chin at the box.] What's all this for?
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[ but he gently sifts through whatever is in this box, until he finds the one he wants so that he can hold it out to him.
a charm, made of pure cor lapis. the bracelet and knot are made of red chord, but for richie... he's woven green, like the accents of his chao, into it. ]
Protective charms. This one is for you, Rich.