[ silence welcomed her back in the abyss, and she can tell there's a bit of an unspoken concern that she's released a harbinger out into the wildβa harbinger who was allowed to roam around the palace and learn more about them.
she finds that she doesn't really care and it doesn't really matter. for one thing, she doubts the tsaritsa will lead a vanguard into her realm, not when the archon knows the kind of monster it harbours; she'll lose more than she bargained for, and lumine's more than certain she won't risk it. for another, she doesn't think he would try intruding into the abyss again and relive the same experience all over again.
it's months later when she returns to teyvat, spurned on by new information that her lectors were able to collect. as always, she avoids the crowd, the places where her face can be recognised. instead she lingers around ruins and temples, areas where there's little to no people around.
her new haunt is lingju pass, the ruins half-sunken into the lake its overlooking. much to her dismay, however, she's not alone, her eyes flickering to the fatui skirmishers that suddenly surround her. ]
... No different from us, it looks like. How ironic.
[ sorry childe, but she's beating up your subordinates like it's a day ending in y. ]
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she finds that she doesn't really care and it doesn't really matter. for one thing, she doubts the tsaritsa will lead a vanguard into her realm, not when the archon knows the kind of monster it harbours; she'll lose more than she bargained for, and lumine's more than certain she won't risk it. for another, she doesn't think he would try intruding into the abyss again and relive the same experience all over again.
it's months later when she returns to teyvat, spurned on by new information that her lectors were able to collect. as always, she avoids the crowd, the places where her face can be recognised. instead she lingers around ruins and temples, areas where there's little to no people around.
her new haunt is lingju pass, the ruins half-sunken into the lake its overlooking. much to her dismay, however, she's not alone, her eyes flickering to the fatui skirmishers that suddenly surround her. ]
... No different from us, it looks like. How ironic.
[ sorry childe, but she's beating up your subordinates like it's a day ending in y. ]