[Venti hasn't really noticed just how soaked he is. He's been more than a little preoccupied. To be entirely fair to Zhongli, this isn't something that's easy to cheer anyone up about.

The bard automatically slips his arms through the brunet's like a proper lady being escorted by a gentleman. Venti's emotionally wrecked, but he's not going to say no to Zhongli's comforting presence.]

Mm, I agree. Which is a little odd for July, but I'm not going to be too picky about that.

[He hesitates.]

Do you mind if we sit out on your balcony? I've been feeling a bit... claustrophobic while indoors today.