#dididoitright

Upon reaching the top of a flowery peek on a mountain, her gaze swept across Liyue Harbor. On this mountain, none of her fears, foes, or past can catch up with her. It's just herself and the calm music of the winds. There is no running around to complete tasks, only serenity.

"Ganyu? You wanted to see me?"

The half qilin sucks in a breath and turns to face you. Worry etches her face but she quickly wipes it off when you hand a Qingxin flower and tuck it in her bluebell hair. No matter how many times she has seen you, she's always wowed by your presence.

Ganyu clears her throat and twiddles with her thumbs. "I, ah... I want to apologize."

She watches your brows knit and she grasps your hands. "Please let me explain," she continues. "I haven't taken in consideration of what you thought of when I work. I should take my time off for you and-"

You watch her quizzically. "Wait, time off for me? Ganyu, you need time off for you. You overwork yourself. I know you do a lot and want to finish it, but how will you even finish something if you're sick coughing in bed?"

"No wait! I um," Ganyu makes an 'x' pose with her arms. She breathes in deeply once more. "Well, yes thank you, but that's not what I meant. I just... Let my flowers do the speaking."

Ganyu pulls out two flowers of her own, seemingly out of no where. She hopes you understand the message with her flowers. Her hands are trembling, this isn't something she does. You're usually the one doing thing.

A single red carnation and a flower called Nigella damascena- or otherwise called Love-in-a-Mist.

You reach out to take the unfamiliar blue flower, mesmerized until Ganyu pulls it back. "Ah, this certain flower is toxic to humans. I'm only able to hold it because I'm only half. I didn't know what other flower meant what I want to mean." She rambles, "But I did save this red carnation, shipped from Fontaine, and I hope..."

She flushes pink and turns her head away, holding the red carnations up. She holds the stems of the flowers tighter, "The red carnations mean, I miss you, and the Love-in-a-Mist means, um..."

Kiss me.

Ganyu doesn't finish her sentence, still a bit embarrassed. She hopes your floral knowledge will let you understand what she's trying to say.

If Cloud Retainer were here, she would have evaporated from the bird's musings and baby stories that would spill from it's beak.

Perhaps it's the fact she struggles with communicating with people the way she wants to is why she's still shy around you. Or maybe it's the fact that she's half adepti and half mortal is why she can't bring herself to ask for simple things.

"You're half adeptus? Shouldn't you be able to do this easily?"

"You're half mortal, you can't possibly do this."

"You're just this and that. This is complicated stuff, go home."

"This should be a breeze for you. Why is it taking you a day to do this?"

Each side she goes to is a place where she feels she can't belong, and maybe so, but with you she isn't any of those.

You beam a smile and wrap Ganyu in your arms. She freezes, quickly throwing the Love-in-a-Mist flower away before it makes contact with you. A teasing grin creeps your face while you inch yourself closer to Ganyu.

"The flower means 'Kiss me,' right?"

Ganyu nods and silently asks if she can with a shaky breath.

You agree, smiling and laughing in the kiss.

Ganyu didn't need words to communicate with you. She isn't mortal or immortal. She isn't half anything.