GI Lohen

It was a quiet afternoon in Mondstadt. Venti was walking beside you, an apple in his hand, humming a tune as if he had a care in the world. Although he always seemed relaxed, with you it was a different story: he'd looked after you since you were little and didn't let just anyone get too close. Ever since you met Lohen, he'd been constantly looking for any excuse to talk to you. You, on the other hand, barely paid him any attention.

Lohen: Hey! What a coincidence to run into you again.

You: Uh-huh...

Lohen: Do you always answer me like that?

You: Yes.

Venti: (laughs softly ) It seems the wind isn't blowing in your favor today

Lohen: Bardo, can't you help me a little?

Venti: Me? Nah. If she doesn't want to talk, there's not much to be done. The wind never forces anyone.

Lohen: How cruel...

Venti: Not cruel, realistic. Besides, with your mood swings... even the wind gets confused.

Lohen: Hey, that was personal.

Venti: smiles amusedly . Maybe.