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Normally she'd just use Pulonia to remove someone this incessant but she was sadly without a robot to do so with.

The very last limited-time cookie ended up in a young woman's hands. Jacinthe was appalled to be several people back in line when the news was announced. Unwilling to merely wait a day, she stepped out of the line and approached the lucky stranger.

"Bon après-midi! I will get right to the point." If she didn't, it could be eaten before she did!

"How much Dust would you require for you to part with that tasty treat?"

how adorable!! she almost felt bad about wanting to eat it. almost. however , just as she was about to leave the line , wanting to find a quiet place to relish in her victory , another customer stopped her. and ... what a request , wanting to buy the cookie from her.

( her tail would pause , now flicking and thumping against her legs )

And now she was being thanked for it???

or try. trying is the more reasonable outcome.

❛ mhm. i know. brother warned me about harbingers. said when seeing one , i should run. that , they were dangerous. but ... you haven't done anything yet. ❜ a blink , a flick of an ear. ❛ in fact , you're warning me. wouldn't that make you a nice person instead?? ❜

✦it's alright. Paimon gets it. this is a completely different place, and you can't be sure if you're looking at someone you know or someone who just happens to look a lot like them.✦ but with the elaboration of the Knights of Favonius, and uttering their title for the Traveler, there was no room left for uncertainty.

✦Artemista? that's a beautiful name. it's a shame we've never come across each other while checking in with the Adventurer's Guild. but we're planning on spending some time in Mondstadt, so maybe that'll change.

( her tail would curl around her waist , tip tapping against her side in a moment of annoyance before unfurling with a sigh )

❛ ah. before i was brought here , i was in mondstatd myself so maybe?? if there's a way to return home. ❜ from recollection , and a quick flip through her notebook , she wasn't in any rush to leave home ... so she could , hypothetically wait for them to arrive?? but they were meeting now so ... did they have to wait when they made their way home??

Exploring new places had always been fun for Lyney and his siblings. Surrounded by memories of Freminet and Lynette, whose presence the great magician of Fontaine missed every day, he ventured through the forest without much thought. He had taken the time to make a bow and arrows for himself, accustomed to the feeling of having them on his back. But the truth is, he didn't even intend to use them, delighting in a fruit he had found along the way.

Speaking of it… He had lost his way a while ago and wasn't quite sure where he was. Not that this was a problem for Lyney, of course not.

So, he was moving aimlessly when his eyes caught sight of a feminine figure with a feline tail. His heart raced for a moment, his eyes widening, only to realize a second later that she had nothing to do with Lynette. Still, he approached, waving. “Hey there! I didn't think I'd find someone so deep in this woods,” he said, offering her a smile.

... hm. but if she took a nap now , she would ruin her sleep schedule tonight and that wouldn't do.

but a nap ...

lost in thought , the girl almost missed the sound of grass parting beneath shoes , an ear flicking back towards it. it had to be a person , the step was too heavy to be an animal. but ... also strangely lighter then most?? almost like her brother's , still a bit heavy. with curiosity , she turned her gaze over to the ... magician?? what a lovely hat.

⚙ "Any dealings with the Adventurer's Guild should go through the Katherynes. Don't look at me." The last thing she had expected to see in this city was someone associated with the guild (at least one that wasn't the Traveler). And she was carrying a Snezhnaya Vision as well? Sandrone didn't see that place as her "home" or anything, but it was effectively her "home base" in a sense.

She was kind of kicking herself for starting this conversation on her own. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her. Establishing the common fact that she was from Teyvat as well had made it easier to get the girl to open up, but...

she really should rename that list , huh??

Maybe she knows where the comics are...

Unfortunately, Anya's legs are too tired and she's been walking around for so long. She should have brought peanuts, but libraries don't like when you bring food into them so she'd thought she was being smart by leaving them at home.

❛ comics?? in this kind of library , i don't think there would be. ❜ ah , so she was a lost child. tongue pressed against her teeth in thought , the adventurer turned her gaze to where the exit was. quite a few bookshelves away. the girl walked quite a distance before giving up. ❛ i can take you outside. it's a bit of a walk though , with how deep in the library we currently are. ❜

It was a land near and dear to her. It was her home.

❛ why were the poles inhospitable?? ❜ was there something similar to the abyss in the other's world?? or was it an eventual climate change?? or maybe , there was some great enemy that made its home there that caused people to leave?? .. hm , maybe she had read too many of klee's fantasy novels before her arrival here ... ❛ do you think you will be able to relocate home again?? eventually?? ❜

never mind that her craving for the cake had her glued to the window.

the sense of being watched crept over Paimon after a moment, peeling herself away and turning to find the young woman. what began as surprise settled after the flinch in recognising there wasn't anything to be afraid of — nothing about the other screamed reason to be wary or feel threatened.

her eyes shifted in search of a way to draw attention elsewhere, especially from that little cloud of condensation marking the glass where her breath had stuck. while darting around, she caught a glimpse of something silver — something familiar.

gray eyes blinked , ears flicking as her brain caught up with the situation. ❛ y-yes , i am. and ... so are you ... ❜ there was another pause before artemista continued. ❛ ... sorry , i didn't expect you to notice?? nor call out?? and , uhm , sorry for staring. i've heard about you , from the knights of favonius. you and the traveler , i mean. ❜

she's rambling.

Who's idea was it to make a library this big? Anya just wanted to find some comics and asked all over about libraries, and got let to this one... but it's too big! And all the books there are too old and boring looking, there's not a single kid's book in sight.

Anya isn't even sure where the front door is again, she's been wandering around so long...

So she did the only thing she could: lay down on the floor and stare at the ceiling bored out of her mind.

"I thought it'd be easier to find the comics..." She complains to herself, arms splayed out. She exhales heavily. "I should have asked New Papa to come with me... 'm tired now." Maybe she can nap right there... maybe she'll wake up back home or something. Or maybe someone will come find her. She left a note saying where she was going to be...

deciding to find the child , the adventurer , returning her book back to the shelf , followed the child's murmurs before finding her on the floor , arms spread out like a starfish. she paused , tail curling ever so slightly in confusion as she tried to understand what she was witnessing. a child having a tantrum??

✧ "A world of nations so different but united on matters of importance. In a way, the way you speak of your world reminds me a great deal of my own." The conversation had begun with a simple inquiry asking about the realm the woman hailed from. Mornye was curious about the conditions others came from.

how she couldn't stop squeezing her teddy bear's replacement , unable to decide what to do with her hands. should she take out a notebook to write this down?? wouldn't that be rude??