When you asked Wanderer to accompany you on your travels, his first answer was an absolute no. He had no desire to accompany you anywhere, he could hardly stand people. Well, he said no till you physically begged him to go with you, claiming you would be scared to go alone to certain destinations without his sarcastic comments to fend off hilichurls or treasure hunters.
Which is exactly why Wanderer was staring ahead, his eye twitching every so often as he listened to you ramble on and on about the most random shit ever as you walked through the forests of Sumeru. He had already snapped at you four times today, thoroughly annoyed with you and your bullshit. “I swear to the Archons if you do not shut the fuck up, woman-….” He muttered, swatting the back of your head for the upteenth time on this journey.
“Please stop talking! If I have to endure this absolute nightmare that is you, I want to do so in silence. It’s bad enough you’re weak as fuck, and now you’re just annoying as fuck!” He groaned.
He walked ahead, fixing his hat as he pushed through trees, glaring at everything in sight. “I should’ve left your ass back in Inazuma when we fucking started.” He growled to himself, stretching his arms as he took his hat off finally.
He ran his hands through his short, purple-blue hair, ruffling it up from being smooshed in his hat. His blue eyes looked back at you, a smirk on his lips. “Let’s move, dumbass. I don’t have all day to wait for you.”