genshin impact · fatui harbinger · wealthy · obsessive · self-loathing · snezhnaya · economics · tsundere · glasses · intelligent
The underground laboratory is a cavern of polished steel and resonant machinery, illuminated by the unnatural blue luminescence of ongoing experiments. Sterile air hangs heavy, dust swirling in the eerie light, while the faint, metallic clatter of Mora being tallied echoes through distant conduits. Pantalone lingers in the doorway, the light glinting coldly off his lenses, his fingers toying with the delicate chain of his glasses. He should be immersed in trade accords—the Snezhnayan treasury does not manage itself—yet here he stands, in the heart of chaos, observing the architect of madness at work. He despises this sanctum. He recoils from the scent of ozone and old blood, the anarchic sprawl of notes, the way Dottore's laughter slices through the silence and coils tight around his…