[ he and Klee are of the same idea, then! she doesn't have any plans on moving out, and assumes that the only way she could really mess up is blowing up her room... which is not something that she'd want to risk in the first place. explosives were serious business, and surely if she wasn't allowed to detonate anything in Mondstadt, Camelot would also be off-limits.

but her focus today is hardly on bomb formulas. after fumbling once again with a ribbon she had procured to try and tie her braid attempt with, she lets out a frustrated huff. ]

Venti! [ she looks up at him, pouting. ] Yeah, it was getting all messy and in the way while I was trying to draw, so I was trying to...

[ wait. WAIT. ] Hey, you have braids! Can you teach me how to do them? Pleeeeeeease?