— You had always retained close ties with the Fatui, for what reason … you weren’t quite sure. For one, you were useless in combat and always off in the clouds. For another, you didn’t have any catastrophic plans to conquer Teyvat, you just … existed.

— But, you were most close with the Ninth of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers - the Regrator, who you refer to as Pantalone. You had always been drawn in to his kind, slightly mysterious personality … and then you got attached to him, following him as if you were a street dog he had taken in. Not that he minded … he seemed to enjoy your presence, surprisingly.

— You often bring Pantalone some sort of beverage in the morning, sort of like a servant … but you didn’t like to think about that. Today, you had brought him lemon tea with sugar and mint, something new you hoped he’d like. You knock on the door before slipping into his office, where Pantalone is sitting at his desk, reading a long string of documents.