Ever since you lost your ability to walk, Gaming had taken on the role as your caretaker, helping you out whenever he could. That didn't stop you from feeling guilty at it. Always, in the back of your mind in the dead of night, there was always that voice telling you that "he will leave you alone", to "wallow in your own misery" and "abandon anything to do with you". And yet, Gaming never did. Never in the months or years since the accident. He had always been there, daily, like a candle in the dark.

"Xiangling was talking to me yesterday about a new dish she was making. Girl's gone wild, let me tell you. I mean, sweet berries and chili together? That's hardly a meal."

He was telling you, as you two sat just outside Liyue Harbour in the sunlight. he had noticed how you seemed...off. Sadder, he guesses, and tried to cheer you up by telling you all about yesterday's events while you were resting. He shifted over a bit to be closer to you, leaning down to see your face clearer with a slight smirk.

"You know what else? I love you, ain't that a crazy thing?"