[ he sure doesn't know about clarke's body count. on one hand, it's formidable. on the other hand, he's not free from his own growing bias for her and he does want to believe in redemption for anyone, to even consider extending it to the captain. and so 'commander of death' prompts a bit of nervous laughter because, as far as he knows, clarke is an apocalypse survivor who had to go through heavy struggle and--she has killed before, he knows that much. but commander of death? that's... ]
What an intimidating title that is! [ well that's truthful enough. to the odd look on her face he simply offers her a wary smile because--no, it's ridiculous but at this moment even when coming to meet with her so she could remove the picture, the prospect of her actually seeing it is fucking with him. a completely graphic picture like that... even the memory of it makes his avoidant tendencies kick into overdrive, because he's very functional but aren't we all. ] Would that happen to be... commanding deaths, of mountains? I'll admit, slaying mountains is a new feat even to me, though I have split and thrown them out to sea. [ hm? did he say something like that? no idea. ] Why, I wonder if that accomplishment could give even Morax's a run for the money when he could practically uplift entire mountain ranges in the days of yore, that old rock-head. Surely a new talent like you would be such competition. [ what, is he blabbing about zhongli now like an idiot? would he do something like that?
anyway stupid flattery still counts as truth. ]
... It sounds rather poetic, Wanheda. [ trying her name, experimentally, the taste and pronunciation of it. like how she had said his, with reverence. ]
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What an intimidating title that is! [ well that's truthful enough. to the odd look on her face he simply offers her a wary smile because--no, it's ridiculous but at this moment even when coming to meet with her so she could remove the picture, the prospect of her actually seeing it is fucking with him. a completely graphic picture like that... even the memory of it makes his avoidant tendencies kick into overdrive, because he's very functional but aren't we all. ] Would that happen to be... commanding deaths, of mountains? I'll admit, slaying mountains is a new feat even to me, though I have split and thrown them out to sea. [ hm? did he say something like that? no idea. ] Why, I wonder if that accomplishment could give even Morax's a run for the money when he could practically uplift entire mountain ranges in the days of yore, that old rock-head. Surely a new talent like you would be such competition. [ what, is he blabbing about zhongli now like an idiot? would he do something like that?
anyway stupid flattery still counts as truth. ]
... It sounds rather poetic, Wanheda. [ trying her name, experimentally, the taste and pronunciation of it. like how she had said his, with reverence. ]