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“The Wind Dancer…is that the best name you could thing of?”
Venti looked puzzled for a split second, glancing away, then looked at Lumine once again, making eye contact. “No, but it’s a description of me and that’s all it has to be.” Venti replied.
“But you’re more than just a dancer. You’re creative, a great poet, and more!” Lumine argued.
“Yes, however, this is a description of my level and skill in dance. I dance as if I am the winds of fall. That is all the information needed about me.” Venti countered, sounding much more calm that Lumine did in that moment.
“…I can dance for you if you’d like.” Venti muttered.
“I’d love to see that.” Lumine replied.