#visionfallen

"He is!?"

He blinks at the sudden impact to his stomach. Glancing down he sees the other who probably wasn’t watching where they were going. A brow raising before he flashed a sharp smile.

After several weeks holed up within the frigid climate of Dragonspine, the Knights of Favonius’ chief alchemist had finally chosen to return home; of course, this was only a short reprieve, and Albedo would soon find other reasons to climb back up the mountain but... for now, he desired to exist among the people of Mondstadt.

There weren’t many opportunities to capture people within his still life sketches up in that cursed mountain, after all, and so he currently found himself indulging in a habit known as “people watching.”

His current unsuspecting model had captured Albedo’s interest rather quickly; his memory had never once faltered, and even if he did not know the names of all his subjects, he could easily spot them in a crowd. Her hair flowed long, unencumbered by hair ties or any other metric to keep it out of her face, and it reminded him of the pure, untouched snow of Dragonspine. An odd thing to think about, the purity of the landscape when the mountain was so accursed. Sweeping motions could be utilized to capture the flow, and the tinier details of her expression-

"Child support??"