iron-contracted:
While listening to the stranger beginning to talk about the wares she is currently selling, he- well… Didn’t notice the sign that mentioned health potions and… When bringing up the one potion that Zhongli actually reached out for to take a better look at, he wasn’t expecting the woman to suddenly tell him that kind of information.
The god perked at the mention of needing help in a bed and it took him only a few seconds to register what she meant and he did, indeed, almost drop the vile in response to that. He certainty did not need help in any way nor form and that topic isn’t something he has much interest in to begin with. Is he blushing? Maybe just a tad bit… He forced a few fake coughs and took a large step away from that section now as he felt like a complete fool for not reading first.
However before he could speak of anything else to change the topic, the woman actually took the lead as she leads him elsewhere. Noticing the index gesture of her hand, he watched her walk over to one other sections of the store and plucked another vile and he made sure to read the next sign just in case too as he soon followed over. It started to become clear to him that, this mystery seller, is not of this world and is in fact, another outlander.
She also seemed to figure out just what he is too…?
“A special perfume…?” Zhongli repeated as he eyed the vile in her hand. Reminiscing, huh? That word alone made him think about some moments in his old life. Some weren’t so great and others were. He was almost tempted to just try this without thinking but he managed to stop himself from leaning forward to do so. His own hesitation had begun to hold him back, he didn’t look like it but the idea of remembering certain events started to scare him.
“I… ahem. What or how exactly does this work?” Some memories were best left forgotten.
Catching the hesitation, Urd’s expression soften. She’d tried to use her words carefully, as to be clear that the potion didn’t stir up bad memories. It’d be bad for bussiness if she had customers try such a potion without full consent (except any assholes who found their way here were hit with some just desserts). The tall gentleman didn’t seem like that type.
“It’s sweet and gentle arouma is designed to bring forth memories of good times.” The Goddess began, bringing the vial up to her own nose. “Memories that help lift the spirit.” She took a small inhale above the opening, and her face instantly relaxed.
Immediately the memory of meeting her sister, Belldany, was brought up in her mind. But it was from the younger Goddess’s point of view. Urd felt the excitement that Bell felt about meeting her new older sister; seeing herself through her sister’s eyes cause the eldest Norn to close her eye and let out a soft hum.
After a moment, the memories passed and the purple eyes opened to meet orange. With a inviting rise of her eyebrows, she offered the vial to the other again.
















