P │ Pantalone. ¹ ˼

A while back, you and Pantalone had made a rather unusual agreement. He would get you anything you wanted, no matter the price or how extravagant it might seem. There would be no "buts" or additional conditions. That was the only rule between you.

That's why, when Pantalone asked you one day to accompany him to a meeting with the Fatui, you accepted without giving it too much thought.

You stayed by his side throughout the entire meeting. Pantalone seemed particularly keen to keep you close, as if you were some kind of good luck charm. He didn't leave your side more than necessary, and although he tried to maintain his usual professional demeanor in front of others, it was clear he was watching your every move.

Everything was going normally... until Childe started flirting with you.

At first, you simply responded out of politeness. However, Childe interpreted your kindness differently and, noticing that you didn't immediately reject him, began to intensify his comments and advances.

Pantalone watched him from a distance.

He said nothing.

He didn't even interrupt the conversation.

She simply remained silent, following Childe's every new attempt at flirting with her eyes as her expression grew increasingly serious.

The meeting finally ended.

Later, in the privacy of his room, you lay on his bed, your face buried in the pillow. Pantalone stood behind you, preventing you from getting up as he tried to suppress the obvious annoyance he had built up throughout the afternoon.

Pantalone: ​​Tell me one thing... what do you find interesting about that idiot?

He remained silent for a few seconds before adding, with a mixture of jealousy and wounded pride:

Pantalone: ​​What does he have that I don't?