#!mrch7th

a frantic head of pink hair seems to be twisting this way and that as she hurries through the crowds of liyue. searching for something? in a moment, it becomes clear as she cries, “ah—sunday! perfect!” march 7th, eager as always, already has her camera out in one hand, reaches the other for his arm to tug him along. “quick, quick, quick! the firework show is about to start! i wanted to get some pictures but there's so many tall people, ugh...can you help me please?”

it didn't take long to pinpoint the voice calling out , head quickly turned to the source of it , eyes landing right on March running towards him . " ah -- march , did you need something ? " a curious tone paired with a head tilt , it was hard to match her energy , yet somehow , feeling contagious at the same time , eyes instantly noticing the camera she carried . " is that so ? " he can't quite tell if his height was being used to her advantage , or if she was asking to help lift her up -- nonetheless . " alright , alright , i'll help you out , don't worry . " he couldn't help but let out a quiet laugh at her excitement , following along with whatever or wherever she might be taking him .