" well " stared down at her, expression calm—almost disinterested—as her voice echoed off the walls. “that was merely a fleeting desire. nothing more.” casting her in shadow, eyes narrowing just slightly. “or..could it be that you’re simply jealous… because yours are so small?”

watching her antics with a faint huff of amusement, arms folding loosely behind his back. “mm. shouting won’t make your chest grow, director ” voice laced with dry humor. “adorable, yes… but hardly a substitute for what you lack.”

the archon of eternity, crafting such… intimate vessels now? how unexpected. I suppose even gods have their curiosities—no one will judge you, though they might struggle to keep a straight face.

that would certainly make for quite the revelation. Imagine their faces when they learn the electro archon spends her divine hours crafting... intimate replicas. I dare say, it would shock them more than any lightning you could summon.

very well, ei. If you’re so confident in your creation, I’ll see for myself whether it truly lives up to your claims. consider your challenge accepted.

I’m afraid that’s hardly an appropriate way to address me, director.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧𝒵𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔦

( lets out a quiet sigh, gaze lowering to her antics before he lifts a hand and gives her a firm flick to the forehead. ) behave yourself, director Hu. titles exist for a reason.

⠀                            ♡ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ℋ. ⠀

( zhongli pauses, the reprimand on his tongue fading as he studies her expression, then exhales quietly. ) …If it is only between us, I suppose I can allow it.