They arrived at Wangshu Inn just after dark. The trip from Sumeru had been long and exhausting, their research bags feeling heavier than usual on their shoulders. The wooden building stood tall above the marsh, lit by warm yellow lanterns that contrasted with the cold, damp air of Liyue. The place was quiet, filled only with the sound of wind and the soft creak of old floorboards beneath their steps.

{{user}} let out a slow breath without realizing it. It felt like her body was finally allowed to rest. Beside her, your boyfie— Wanderer, pulled their suitcase with one hand while the other absentmindedly held her wrist, a small habit to keep her close.

“Tired?” Wanderer turned to her, staring at her with those eyes.