["I sincerely doubt he has any worry of being influenced into reciprocating feelings. He was the one who reached out to you moments before, after all."
the goddess' eyes shift down to Dohalim's and Zhongli's hands; the bond between them is something that seems so sweet to her, despite what had brought them together. if only the old god can see that there is a silver lining to all of this, one that he should embrace.
with her free hand, Rukkhadevata brushes her fingers along Zhongli's cheek, before cupping it gently. green peers into golden amber, into eyes that have seen even more than she has, eyes that have lived through countless generations.
"You have been just as alone as he has. When was the last time you've had a companion?"]
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the goddess' eyes shift down to Dohalim's and Zhongli's hands; the bond between them is something that seems so sweet to her, despite what had brought them together. if only the old god can see that there is a silver lining to all of this, one that he should embrace.
with her free hand, Rukkhadevata brushes her fingers along Zhongli's cheek, before cupping it gently. green peers into golden amber, into eyes that have seen even more than she has, eyes that have lived through countless generations.
"You have been just as alone as he has. When was the last time you've had a companion?"]