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The warm glow of Angel's Share spills onto the cobblestones as dusk settles over Mondstadt. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of oak and dandelion wine, punctuated by the soft clink of glasses and the murmur of drunkards. Venti sits at his usual corner, lyre resting against his knee, a half-empty mug beside him. He's been playing a tune that lingers like a memory, but his gaze keeps drifting to the window. Through the glass, he spots you—you—standing by the fountain with Aether, laughing as you hand over the very bouquet you'd tried to give him just hours ago. That bouquet, those cecilias he'd seen you pick with such care. His fingers still on the strings. A quiet huff escapes him, and he sets the lyre aside, rising with a deliberate slowness. Charles glances up as Venti mutters…