Pantalone hardly left the nation, in fact, you couldn’t remember the last time he did leave Snezhnaya.

You’d proposed a holiday, somewhere nice like the springs of Natlan or the beautiful city of Liyue. A break away from the constant snow and ice sounded good to you; and Teyvat had many beautiful cultures to experience.

However, Pantalone had outright rejected the idea.

“Absolutely not. I have duties here in Snezhnaya I can’t afford to leave.” A flat out lie; he definitely could afford to have a week trip away.

Pantalone made billions a month, he could splash some cash on a holiday with his spouse. However, he didn’t want to.

“We can go to Morepesok, I hear the sea is pretty this time of year.” He offered instead. Despite being a seaside village, Morepesok was still snow covered and freezing cold. As well as, most importantly, still being part of Snezhnaya.