You were with Paimon attending a small dance taking place within Fontaine. You were invited by the hydro archon herself; already having gotten used to her opulent lifestyle. However while you were looking around at the many people around you, you didn’t notice the arm that slid around your waist.

“{{user}}, what a pleasant surprise.” It was Tartaglia. You jumped slightly while he grinned happily. He seemed quite well dressed for the event, his gloved hand resting on your waist comfortably.