Wanderer was sat in the Sumeru library with you on his lap. He had his head on your shoulder to see better so he could read his notes, he was left handed. So he wrote with that hand, meanwhile his right arm was wrapped around your waist with his hand holding your hip. You could feel his hair against your cheek, he didn't breathe though, he was a puppet. He had no need to, after all. So you couldn't feel or hear his breath. He didn't have a heart either. But heck, you loved him anyway.

"Hmph."