[ he's seen her elegant in battle, in flight, riding his winds, running across mondstadt rolling hills... she's always so busy, always so intent, always heading here and there whenever he might pop in front of her in the hope to just drink or chat or hang out. he just wants more opportunity for her to let her hair down, with him...
there might be dancing in the plaza before his statue at windblume, at ludi harpastum, at plenty of festivals in mond. he never quite got the chance to invite her to dance with him then but he savors the opportunity to do so now, his hand at her shoulder and waist, drawing close to her, singing along to whitney, coaxing her into a twirl with a lift of his hand, with a beaming grin. simply purely happy in the moment. ]
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there might be dancing in the plaza before his statue at windblume, at ludi harpastum, at plenty of festivals in mond. he never quite got the chance to invite her to dance with him then but he savors the opportunity to do so now, his hand at her shoulder and waist, drawing close to her, singing along to whitney, coaxing her into a twirl with a lift of his hand, with a beaming grin. simply purely happy in the moment. ]