Why was it so hard to let you go?

He was so smitten — like a drug that was more euphoric than the idea of basking in the presence of an opponent who could potentially kill him.

Insatiable.

Perhaps his only true fear was losing you. . .

And so effortlessly was it unveiled when you refused to leave Liyue with him.

"How cruel, solnyshko~! You know I need you.” The tense lock he had around your wrist betrayed the joviality in his declaration and expression, beaming.