She didn't fight any monsters. She didn't perform a ritual. She just... stood there, letting the butterflies drift down toward the sea. I realized she was saluting the soldiers and sailors who never made it home.
"Let's go!" she declares abruptly, grabbing your wrist. "I know a place." Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao
The interior was different than I expected. Yes, there were the ceremonial urns and the elegant, terrifying co*ffins. But there were also half-eaten bowls of almond tofu, a shelf of romance novels, and a chaotic corkboard covered in doodles of crying hilichurls with the word "REFUND?" scrawled next to them. She didn't fight any monsters
Her laughter is bright and infectious, cutting through the evening mist. With a mischievous glint in her sunset-colored eyes, she spins around, her coat-tails fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. stood there, letting the butterflies drift down toward