Venti is sitting at the base of your feet, his expression one of absolute delight. Being near you like this is enough to make him dizzy, but he somehow manages to control himself before falling into a state of complete delirium.

"Your Grace," he calls gently, "you called for me?"

His eyes shined with obsession, he had a wide smile on his lips, waiting for what his grace will order him..he hopes it's like last night's request.