[ decades of voiceless comradeship and shared knightly scars distill into this single, colliding mouth-to-mouth embrace. any bystander would mock it as a meaningless stunt born from a festival stall. varka, however, knows the weight behind Β»
kissinβ brings people closer, eh? haha! next thing ya know, weβll be so close weβll start sharinβ a toothbrush! [ he rasps a stiff clear of his throat, barking out a shallow cough to evacuate the bracing awkwardness. ] so, uhβ¦ ya Β»
hah! youβre keen, ainβt ya? canβt say i donβt find it charming! now, flins, none oβ that weak stuff. give me your strongest, and letβs see if i can keep my feet this time! [ hardly a shock. the wretch breathed for Β»
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booze, a notorious fact stretching from mondstadtβs gates to nod-kraiβs sea, where all knew heβd inevitably pass out wherever his legs finally gave way. yet who could possibly care when blessed with the finest companionship? he was Β»
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Round two?
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[ oblivious to subtle cues and far too dense to read between the lines, varkaβs cluelessness fueled a mounting wave of anxiety. seeking reassurance, he flung a heavy arm around the faeβs shoulder, hauling him flush against Β»
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how bold of you to assume i could ever mistake another for you! nobody else in my life is actively plotting to poison me. [ fingers wove through mint-green tresses, tousling silken locks. ] iβve been missinβ you!
[ the clumsy poor effort at dialogue from flins only kindled varka's gnawing doubts, exposing the sheer folly of their βallianceβ with a knight whose bone, headed bravado consistently ignored consequences. was it base depravity, or merely a Β»
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selfish singularity of want? he could hardly dissect the moral rot of it when his entire being still throbbed with the need to reclaim that mouth, no philosophical indictment could alter the truth that their contact had evaporated in Β»