#focaven

Neuvillette: Furina?! You're incrdibly inebriated...

Furina: Hohohohoho- hic-... Inebriated... that's a funny word, you thesaurus... hehe... saurus... you're a- hic- dragon, right? Neuvisaurus... heehee...

Neuvillette: Who put you up to this?

Furina: Hehe... that green bard Veentee... he's- hic- pretty cool, dont'cha think?

*Neuvillette turns to Venti with vitriol in his eyes*

She throws one of her gloves at Venti's face.

Venti: What? No! I challenge YOU to a duel!

He throws back the glove.

Furina: No! I challenge YOU to a duel!

Venti: I challenge YOU to a duel!

Furina: No! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!

Venti: I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!

Neuvillette: This is going to be my entire day, isn't it?

Furina: NO! I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!

Venti: I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!

For the first time in over 500 years, Furina's free to finally be just Furina, not an archon, not an actor, just... her.

Of course, after so long, she still feels lost - the idea of true freedom still feels alien to her. On top of that, when posed with the question of "Who am I?", she struggles to find an answer.

And then along comes this odd little bard from Mondstadt, who grabs her by the hand and drags her into all sorts of adventure, whether it be treasure hunts, ruins exploration, or even something as simple as getting kicked out of a bar because her new friend decided to cause a ruckus.

And, over time, she finds it easier and easier to answer that question of who she is.

Zhongli: Quite an interesting skill. I wonder, will it hurt? I'm quite the old man after all, my pain tolerance is not quite what it was.

Furina: O-Of course, I would never willingly hurt an elder such as yourself!

Ei: Try to do it to me. Try.

Furina: I-I would never dare to hurt the Almighty Shogun! You are a fearsome warrior that no enemy can touch!

Nahida: You can hurt me. It's just a game mechanic, it will be fine. :>

Furina: N-No, you're just a nice little kid! I can also be a healer, did I say that? I can heal all of you!

Venti: Well that's good to h— OW, WHAT THE HELL?! Why did you just whack me?!

Furina: Nobody said I couldn't hurt you, bard.

Venti: Ah, you know, just winedering around on the drink of disaster.

Furina: Dam! That's not good! Dew you want some tea? Maybe coffee?

Venti: Ah, some coffee with lots of sugar! Those are a breeze to make!

Furina: Good! But no alcohol! I wouldn't want you to wash away.

Neuvillette: For the love of languages, stop making puns.

Venti: Come on Neuvillette, don't blow it!

Furina: Are things starting to drag on? Why don't you join the fun?

Venti, emerging from a trash pile: THE WIND HEARS YOUR PLEAS!

Furina: Whaaat? No~! What makes you say that?

Neuvillette: You slept through the last trial.

Furina: Cause it was BORING!

Neuvillette: Very well then. Stay awake for this next trial. You must take your duties seriously.

Furina: Fine, whatever. What now, something cool like a triple homicide?

Neuvillette: No. Shoplifting, trespassing, vandalism and resisting arrest.

Furina: It's only petty crimes, just fine them without a trial an—

Venti: Hello Furina! Remember last night? I'm on trial now!