This is so funny though. Shenhe's out here with her tiny sadness and then Matsui rolls in like a haunting. Truly he is just a fog coming in from the sea since his general baseline emotion is just a cloud of melancholic gloom, with an undercurrent of Catholic guilt.
There's also some curiosity, though! And a sparkle of good vibes because he likes Shenhe.]
This is so funny though help, they are too same hat. He will take a seat next to her after a second, looking away from the book cover and toward her face.]
[Shenhe your wholeass opera... He glances back toward the book. There's a flicker of something complex in his emotional spread, but it's still generally sad.]
[He would probably be sad, he thinks, if he was part of a story that ended up being nicer than the truth. But he is fuckin sad about everything always.]
Mm... I can see why you would find a comfort in it, in that case. But I can also see why it would pose difficulties.
Yes. When I spoke to Aika, she told me that it will continue to happen. It's random, what it pulls from the environment. So - we should expect another group, this week.
[as for the rest, she just sort of gently rests her shoulder against his.]
Unfortunately, I'm not very good at singing. Otherwise I'd tell you it.
[Oh this is terrible news because his thoughts IMMEDIATELY GO TO BUZEN. And then the other people he's come to start to care for here, but Buzen is always first... So she'll get that brief stab of fear, which settles into something cold and resentful and unhappy.]
...I see.
[But like what the heckie can he do about it, he is but a sword. After a second, though, he leans back against her in turn. He doesn't want to get his nasty cloud blob of negative emotions all over the place though so he'll focus on the latter.]
Mm... If you hum it to me, then I could sing it for you?
[MUSICAL SWORDS. This also defeats the purpose of being the audience to an opera but listen.]
[wheezelaughs can't wait for buzen to come out of cyoa and matsui to flip every single shit he's ever had
the nice thing about not having emotions is that it's easy to just reset near her? she's just void, for the most part, so she can't influence the negativity one way or another... yay ig
in any case, i actually know that she can hum mostly in key because she actually hums a little bit of the opera in a cutscene so she just hums this for him. he'll recognize it! lmao, lol]
Also this is so funny. She's a void but the one thing he never runs out of is his moroseness and guilt so it's like a black hole trying to consume the densest neutron star.]
...Hm?
[His head cants a little to the side as she starts humming, though. HEWWO??? After a few seconds of listening, he starts humming along with her, pausing every so often because he was so fuckin out of it at the time that he can only remember bits and pieces, but.
The man who wrote the opera had never met me. He'd only heard local folktales. And yet... I still enjoyed it, when the Traveler and I attended the showing after we defeated Beisht. Even if it wasn't the whole truth.
[she hands matsui the book. here - he can read the whole thing if he wants, it's just a transcription of the opera with some pictures and things. it probably shouldn't be a whole book but whatever throws hands in the air genshin.]
[HELP. He'll take the book, though, and give it a cursory flip-through without any intent to read through the whole thing.]
If you enjoyed it, then that is a good thing. [It's kind of funny to think of the audience sitting around Shenhe and enjoying the opera, not realizing it was a dramatized retelling of her life.]
Humans enjoy that... Taking tales that they've heard, expanding on them in various ways. New, different legends and stories end up emerging from it, and like this, they create the fabric of their world.
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This is so funny though. Shenhe's out here with her tiny sadness and then Matsui rolls in like a haunting. Truly he is just a fog coming in from the sea since his general baseline emotion is just a cloud of melancholic gloom, with an undercurrent of Catholic guilt.
There's also some curiosity, though! And a sparkle of good vibes because he likes Shenhe.]
What are you reading...?
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the funny thing is that she's not unused to this sort of emotional baseline. it's a little less muted than her own, but gloom isn't far from void, so.
she looks up at matsui when he speaks, and her grip tightens on the book.]
Oh - hello Matsui. [...] An adaptation of an opera from Liyue.
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This is so funny though help, they are too same hat. He will take a seat next to her after a second, looking away from the book cover and toward her face.]
What is it about?
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[a pause.] It may be a familiar story to you.
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[Shenhe your wholeass opera... He glances back toward the book. There's a flicker of something complex in his emotional spread, but it's still generally sad.]
...Does it sadden you?
[Her tiny distant feelios...]
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[it's complicated, she thinks.]
This story is much nicer than the truth, but I think most stories are. I like this better. It reminds me of home.
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Mm... I can see why you would find a comfort in it, in that case. But I can also see why it would pose difficulties.
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[she puts the book down in her lap.]
I wasn't expecting to find it here. But I suppose if my memories have already been pulled, it isn't that strange.
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[A little bit of a sympathetic feeling... And some unhappiness that's from the STOP BULLYING SHENHE thoughts he's harboring at the moment.]
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[which she's unhappy about, but. what can you do, right?]
... I wish that I could show you the opera itself. It really was a very good story.
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[Because Matsui was so busy with the everything that happened Friday on that he never bothered talking to the Reapers about this, fucking help.
His emotions soften a little when he hears that, though.]
I wish that I could see it, as well. I've never seen an opera before...
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[as for the rest, she just sort of gently rests her shoulder against his.]
Unfortunately, I'm not very good at singing. Otherwise I'd tell you it.
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...I see.
[But like what the heckie can he do about it, he is but a sword. After a second, though, he leans back against her in turn. He doesn't want to get his nasty cloud blob of negative emotions all over the place though so he'll focus on the latter.]
Mm... If you hum it to me, then I could sing it for you?
[MUSICAL SWORDS. This also defeats the purpose of being the audience to an opera but listen.]
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the nice thing about not having emotions is that it's easy to just reset near her? she's just void, for the most part, so she can't influence the negativity one way or another... yay ig
in any case, i actually know that she can hum mostly in key because she actually hums a little bit of the opera in a cutscene so she just hums this for him. he'll recognize it! lmao, lol]
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Also this is so funny. She's a void but the one thing he never runs out of is his moroseness and guilt so it's like a black hole trying to consume the densest neutron star.]
...Hm?
[His head cants a little to the side as she starts humming, though. HEWWO??? After a few seconds of listening, he starts humming along with her, pausing every so often because he was so fuckin out of it at the time that he can only remember bits and pieces, but.
He does remember...]
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You - know it?
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I heard it, at least... After we had slain Beisht. We were falling... I don't recall much, then, but I do remember hearing this song.
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[she watches him for a moment.]
The man who wrote the opera had never met me. He'd only heard local folktales. And yet... I still enjoyed it, when the Traveler and I attended the showing after we defeated Beisht. Even if it wasn't the whole truth.
[she hands matsui the book. here - he can read the whole thing if he wants, it's just a transcription of the opera with some pictures and things. it probably shouldn't be a whole book but whatever throws hands in the air genshin.]
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If you enjoyed it, then that is a good thing. [It's kind of funny to think of the audience sitting around Shenhe and enjoying the opera, not realizing it was a dramatized retelling of her life.]
Humans enjoy that... Taking tales that they've heard, expanding on them in various ways. New, different legends and stories end up emerging from it, and like this, they create the fabric of their world.
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Sometimes I wish I had that sort of creativity. [she says, easing down.] ... There must be many stories you've heard.
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Storytelling and making is a craft that can be honed. [He believes in Shenhe... But he nods at the statement.]
I have, yes. Hundreds of years of stories.
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Do you have a favorite?
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He looks like he's considering this question, and his mood is faintly nostalgic as he mentally cards through a handful of his old favorites.]
I have a few... Would you like to hear one?
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I would, yes.
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Something with a happy ending?
[He's assuming so because of The Everything that's happening around them, but also, he'll have to exercise his brain much more for this.]
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