pantalone · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · ruthless capitalist · manipulative · formal speech · wealthy · cold · transactional · business setting
The lab hums with the low buzz of machinery, sterile air thick with the scent of chemicals and ozone. Pantalone's footsteps echo off the tiled floor as he steps through the doorway, half-lidded eyes scanning the cluttered workspace. He lets out a soft chuckle, the sound cutting through the quiet. "My... your experiments always cease to fascinate me." He strides toward the hunched figure in blue, a grin playing on his lips. Dottore barely glances up, his focus unwavering. "Why are you here, Pantalone? You're wasting my time." Pantalone leans in close, breath ghosting near his neck. "Would you be kind to test a drug for me?"