❛ Ehehe~! Oh, Hu Tao, you should know that if I am to perish, I give you full funeral arrangement plans, all paid for by Mr. Zhongli, of course. ❜

     There’s a giggle from the bard as his hands are placed upon his hips, eyes scanning around the parlor then back at the girl. Are they left alone? Without the consultant?

             ❛ I did stop by to talk to that old man, buuuut~ ❜ There’s a hum accompanied with the word, a slight rocking on the feet with an ever so playful grin. ❛ I say you’re better company, ehe~! He wanted to have tea, but his fault for being gone! ❜

     ❝     ohhh , i see . so no coffin offer this time , but i’ll write a raincheck for you .     ❞ a light - hearted laugh escapes her as she leans against her desk ; venti was always a joy to talk to , truly . it was nice to know someone that you could shoot the shit with & not feel guilty about it -- or yourself -- afterwards . the director’s head tilts as she listens to him speak before a hand lifts itself to place a finger on her chin thoughtfully .

            SHE’S ODD. she smells of death but…she isn’t dead. she also smells of soot, and ash. but razor doesn’t feel alarmed for some reason. just…confused, “how i supposed to tell if good to eat if i don’t taste?”

     hu tao’s bottom lip is pushed outwards in a pout as she’s poked & prodded by baizhu -- this is less than ideal , she realizes , as there’s work to be done before the sun sets . sure , she may have nearly passed out from exhaustion multiple times over the past few days , but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle . arms fold over her chest as she lets out a small ‘ hmph ’ & turns her head to the side .