[ The heavy footsteps carry the monster all the way to the baths, a trail of blood and ichor staining the pristine white marble behind it. And something more, something puddling heavy darkness in the spaces between that seem to slough off the creature with each step.
If it senses Zhongli at all, it does not acknowledge him and continues on to the bathroom, ducking under the doorway before making its way inside. Clawed fingers twist at that taps to get a bath going, and if Zhongli is there to see he'll watch the way more of the darkness sloughs off the beast with a great, shuddering sigh.
It's shrinking. The blood coating its "armor" mingles with the abyssal black in a macabre display, like swirls of paint in a pot. The water in the bath begins to fill to an appropriate degree and it's perhaps a good thing that it's such a large tub because the monster is going to step into it.
Water overflows with the addition of a larger body into it, flooding the bathroom for but a moment until the drain pulls it all to the center of the room and down the pipes. The scent of death mingles oddly with the floral oils and balms soaked into the surface from all the other baths Childe's taken, and as the creature reclines, comically large under the water it seems to shrink even more.
When it speaks its mouth doesn't move, but it turns its head towards Zhongli even as the voice rings, distorted, through the air all around them, filling all the spaces with its gravelly, otherworldly timber. ]
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If it senses Zhongli at all, it does not acknowledge him and continues on to the bathroom, ducking under the doorway before making its way inside. Clawed fingers twist at that taps to get a bath going, and if Zhongli is there to see he'll watch the way more of the darkness sloughs off the beast with a great, shuddering sigh.
It's shrinking. The blood coating its "armor" mingles with the abyssal black in a macabre display, like swirls of paint in a pot. The water in the bath begins to fill to an appropriate degree and it's perhaps a good thing that it's such a large tub because the monster is going to step into it.
Water overflows with the addition of a larger body into it, flooding the bathroom for but a moment until the drain pulls it all to the center of the room and down the pipes. The scent of death mingles oddly with the floral oils and balms soaked into the surface from all the other baths Childe's taken, and as the creature reclines, comically large under the water it seems to shrink even more.
When it speaks its mouth doesn't move, but it turns its head towards Zhongli even as the voice rings, distorted, through the air all around them, filling all the spaces with its gravelly, otherworldly timber. ]
Did you eat yet?