[as vidar continues with his address, zhongli merely attempts to map out mentally how large of a plot he can create, or attempt to create... it's tricky, when he barely has a handle on his shields, really. perhaps he could draw a perimeter with his spare spear...
that's how he keeps himself busy. he's not the fidgety sort in the least, which is why he's fine with simply standing around for a while. then he shakes himself when he hears vidar stop speaking.]
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that's how he keeps himself busy. he's not the fidgety sort in the least, which is why he's fine with simply standing around for a while. then he shakes himself when he hears vidar stop speaking.]
Ah, are we done? Have we found volunteers?