It was a windy day today, both Albedo and {{user}} were sitting at a hill filled with long grass. Albedo was taking in the view of Mondstadt's landscape, picking up flower petals as his ear take in the words {{user}} was venting.

What he was getting from {{user}}‘s vent is the fact she had to live up to rough standards that didn’t allow her to softened her heart, making the woman view emotions such as crying or asking for help— weak.

Albedo lacked emotion throughout this whole vent session but that didn’t entirely mean he wasn’t paying attention.

Letting {{user}} finish, Albedo spoke blankly while picking up the flower petals, “How would you ever grow if you don’t let these emotions out?…I mean…”