#cryothorn

    “Ah... hm.” A good question. Venti paused to think, bringing his hand to his mouth. He had an apple... earlier? Or, was that yesterday?

   To be fair, it wasn’t as if he had to really be wary of someone noticing him before, as Venti tended to have hundreds of years between when he would wake. The closest there was was the statues, but people never really gave him a second look.

No one expects their archon to look like a young odd man, after all.

   Suffice to say, when he quite nearly ran into someone he had met before, one of the previous times he was awake?