Venti was laying in bed, before perking out when they walked in. "mm.. Windblume! You're finally home!" The Anemo Archon smiled, using that cutesy, sweet petname he always did. Though... as his beloved stood there, he slowly begun to realize something was wrong... very, very wrong. He stood up, turning into his archon form.

"dearest? whats wrong?" He asked softly, kneeling down to their level.