[Ajax is pleased when she steps forward to take his hand, grasping it firmly as he always would when greeting someone, whether it be a friend or a business partner.
What he doesn't expect is what happens next, the landscape of Dihua melting away and being replaced with a familiar image he'd seen before in her office, when he'd told her about his siblings while ordering food finally shapes into something familiar, more solid, and vivid. This was the room he'd been talking to those two figures, what he recognizes as that bank. The liyuean architecture gives it away almost immediately, and yet he also recognizes things that are distinctly Snezhnayan in nature. Old, but Snezhnayan.
The bank teller has a mask on, there's a few other people in the bank, and when he hears those voices, his head snaps in that direction. And he's not alone. Lumine is here too, looking as confused and shocked as he felt.
There stands Childe, a spitting image of himself, hair looking like how he wakes up in the morning. Every line and crease in his face mirrors his own, and he's completely unsurprised that Lumine lied to him about this man's appearance. He steps closer to her, too engrossed in what they were saying to give her any guff about it yet, as they continue on.
I should have been the one taking him back. I do have subordinates to escort him, but I still feel a little uneasy.]
That's me...and you again. Who's the little flying fairy there though, I wonder?
[He looks to her, before returning his attention on the trio...]
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What he doesn't expect is what happens next, the landscape of Dihua melting away and being replaced with a familiar image he'd seen before in her office, when he'd told her about his siblings while ordering food finally shapes into something familiar, more solid, and vivid. This was the room he'd been talking to those two figures, what he recognizes as that bank. The liyuean architecture gives it away almost immediately, and yet he also recognizes things that are distinctly Snezhnayan in nature. Old, but Snezhnayan.
The bank teller has a mask on, there's a few other people in the bank, and when he hears those voices, his head snaps in that direction. And he's not alone. Lumine is here too, looking as confused and shocked as he felt.
There stands Childe, a spitting image of himself, hair looking like how he wakes up in the morning. Every line and crease in his face mirrors his own, and he's completely unsurprised that Lumine lied to him about this man's appearance. He steps closer to her, too engrossed in what they were saying to give her any guff about it yet, as they continue on.
I should have been the one taking him back. I do have subordinates to escort him, but I still feel a little uneasy.]
That's me...and you again. Who's the little flying fairy there though, I wonder?
[He looks to her, before returning his attention on the trio...]