Keqing glanced around the aisle, making sure that nobody would be in the way, and then stood up. Glancing once again up and down the tiny walkway between all of the passenger seats, she began walking to the back of the plane.

It was late at night. Keqing checked her watch, but then realized she didn't have it on. She sighed. Her work-focused behavior and life had led her to always be tight and precise with schedules. Now that she was here, however, where they truly didn't matter, Ningguang had insisted she needn't bring her watch at all. Her internal clock told her it was nearly 1, though, so that would have to do.

Creeping past the many plane passengers, she nearly came to a complete halt at the sight of blue hair. It stood out so much that Keqing's curiosity was screeching to her. Continuing to walk, she neared said blue-haired person. Her breath hitched.

She wore some kind of headband buried in her long, wavy ice-blue hair that gave the illusion of horns. She was fast asleep, her head drooped down towards her stomach. As Keqing stared, she realized she was probably being really creepy- especially when she felt her eyes automatically drift to her chest.

Coughing to herself, she blushed and looked at her feet, walking quickly to the back of the plane. She opened the bathroom door and nearly slammed it behind her. Her heart was beating fast. She turned to the tiny, cheap mirror.

"You're not like that," Keqing pointed a finger at her reflection.

Somehow, that didn't change her speedy pulse and heated cheeks.

"Shit," Keqing sighed, sitting on the toilet. "I'm so creepy."

Keqing ran a hand through her hair, trying to figure out her own feelings, before realizing feelings were complicated. She promptly stopped and decided to actually use the washroom, like she was supposed to, and then rushed back to her seat, avoiding the blue-haired woman.

She did not need another a mental crisis on her first vacation in years.

—

When the plane's wheels made contact with the runway, Keqing had fully pushed her tiny crisis out of her brain. She was focused on having a good vacation. That is, until she spotted the woman again.

After Keqing had left the plane, she had to go retrieve her suitcase from the luggage area. She hadn't thought it through: of course, why wouldn't the hot chick be there? Blushing, Keqing focused her gaze on the conveyor belts carrying a variety of items.

Suddenly, she felt the familiar feeling of being watched. Ready to tell some creepy old man off, she spun around, only to nearly choke. The blue-haired girl was watching her. She looked away, and Keqing followed suit.

As her attention was focused back on the conveyor belt, she felt her eyes widen: her suitcase was nearly at the end of the line. Quickly, she ran to catch up with it.

—

The Golden Apple Archipelago consisted of many islands. It had become a wonderful and increasingly popular vacation spot for residents of Teyvat: anyone from Natlan to Inazuma took expensive flights to enjoy the year-round tropical weather.

The place was ancient, and according to history, developed more and more islands over the centuries due to the surplus of underwater volcanoes. Currently, the archipelago was made up of over ten islands: each with their own benefits.

Keqing sighed peacefully as she sank into the pool at her resort. She was on one of the smallest islands: the one with the least tourist attraction, and the most expensive to stay at. Luckily, Ningguang was paying for this sudden vacation, so she needn't worry about the hotel cost.

It had been two days since she arrived, and she was more relaxed than ever. She hadn't taken a day off in five years, even when she was struck with COVID a year ago, and before that, had some sudden and unexpected allergy to blossoming Glaze Lilies.

"Hey," Keqing heard someone say.

Startling out of her thoughts, she glanced over her shoulder, out over the edge of the pool. Her heart calmed when she realized it wasn't directed at her, then it soon picked up again. It was the blue-haired girl: some dude had called out to her.

She was sitting beside the pool in a chair, her legs stretched out before her. She wore a loose, breezy, nearly-see-through beach dress over a navy blue one-piece swimsuit with some sort of ice-blue flower design. She was buried deep in a giant book.

"Yes?" the woman turned, looking at the man.

"I couldn't help but notice you over there," the man grinned. "You must be the hottest girl here."

"Oh- thanks," she looked uncomfortable. "I'm sure that's not true."

"But it is, darling," a new man said, coming over to his friend, followed by yet another.

It all smelled of trouble.

"Would you care to get a drink with us?" the third man asked, getting close to her.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I, um- have a girlfriend."

"Where's she at?" the first man asked, gently placing a hand on hers.

"I don't see anyone," the second man looked around jokingly.

"I'm loyal, to her, that is, so please-" she leaned away.

Keqing was not having it.

Standing up, she power-walked over to the men and the woman. When all of their attention was on her, she stood close to the blue-haired, hands on her hips.

"Leave my girlfriend alone," Keqing hissed, slapping his hand off of hers.

"Way to be a bitch," the second man shot back.

"Oh, I'm so sorry for not letting you steal this amazing, kind woman from safety," Keqing rolled her eyes. "Away with you."

"Sweetie, don't be like that-"

"No no no," Keqing interrupted, glaring at each one in turn. "Get the hell away from her, perverts. Just because we're on a tropical island wonderland does not mean I won't beat the hell out of you."

Two of the men left, but the first stayed, eyeing both of them.

"Why don't we all calm down?" he suggested.

"Nope," Keqing insisted. "Leave."

The man grumbled and left. Soon after, Keqing turned to the woman, suddenly quite nervous.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"Thanks to you," she had a shaky voice.

"Girls have to look out for each other," Keqing smiled.

"I wish I had someone like you to help me all the time like that," she sighed.

"...your girlfriend?" Keqing asked.

"I made that up," she reasoned. "Oh- I'm sorry. What's your name?"

"Keqing," she introduced.

"I'm Ganyu," the woman held her hand out.

Keqing smiled sweetly and accepted the hand. She then sat down in the chair adjacent to Ganyu's. For some reason, she felt suddenly confident: maybe she had let herself get too relaxed on vacation, or she was pumped up after arguing with those men, but her worry was relatively gone. She didn't feel too nervous about talking to this incredibly hot woman. Okay maybe that thought made her a bit self-conscious-

"Thank you, truly," Ganyu sighed. "This is my first vacation in a while: I can't ever get peace."

"Sorry for that," Keqing nodded. "It's not your fault you're really cute- I mean, um, attractive. To men, that is."

"Ah, yeah, I guess," Ganyu shrugged. "Anyway- can we move on from that?"

"Of course," Keqing got the feeling. "Where do you work?"

Guess we're getting friendly now. Don't mess this up, lesbian mess.

"Jade Palace. I'm a secretary of sorts- but I almost never see anyone. I'm confined to the office. Most of the field work is left to other people or secretaries," Ganyu explained.

"Jade Palace? I work there," Keqing's eyes widened. "You're the mysterious woman who gets all the paperwork done at lightning speed from behind the scenes!"

"Is that what I'm known for?" Ganyu blushed. "So, what's your job?"

"I'm one of the secretaries, too. More field work. Arranging, bargaining, et cetera," Keqing waved her hand around.

"What a coincidence," Ganyu smiled for the first time. "Did Ningguang force you on vacation?"

"Yeah," Keqing was surprised at this, too. "Does she do that regularly?"

"I don't know, but she did it for me," Ganyu shrugged. "Apparently I'm 'falling asleep from overwork constantly' and I 'need the most relaxed week ever'."

"Same for me, basically," Keqing laughed. "Except more posh sounding."

The girls joked for a while. Soon, an hour had passed. A butler of sorts approached them, announcing that the pool would close in an hour. Ganyu insisted they both would leave within five minutes: but an hour later, they were being forced out of the pool area.

After, they stopped by a tiki-themed restaurant and ordered drinks.

"You know what?" Keqing said. "Ningguang can judge me all she wants, but I'm never going to relax with this deadline coming up. I'm going to go back to my room and finish one of my projects: on vacation or not."

Ganyu laughed, knowing that certain kind of stress all too well.

"Can I come?" Ganyu asked.

"Oh- sure," Keqing blushed. "To my room?"

"Yeah, we can work together. I've got a big stack of work she promised to hand off to another secretary: but if you're here, and you're clearly the only capable secretary, then I don't trust them. They're all online documents, so I can work on them remotely," Ganyu explained. "I'll run to my room and grab my laptop."

Keqing smiled and nodded, touched and blushing at the compliment.

Thus, the two girls worked late into the night. They distracted each other sometimes, of course, but also gave wise advice and helped each other out. Before they knew it, it was midnight: but neither of them wavered. Drinking three cups of coffee like it was normal, they both casually pulled an all-nighter on their vacation.

In the morning, they brought books and towels down to the pools. There were many reasons they didn't enjoy the beach like everyone else: 1, there were more people. 2, sand sucks. 3, salt- etc. etc. Most of the people walking past who saw the two silently reading in the unpopulated pool found them a rather strange sight.

The week-long vacation passed by quickly: Keqing had expected a very quiet, relaxed occasion, but instead found herself truly enjoying time with her new friend. She also got a shit ton of work done and was ready to surprise Ningguang with it.

Soon, they found themselves hopping back on a plane and heading to Liyue. Keqing approached Ganyu and bargained with the little girl sitting next to her for her seat: the girl accepted her bribery (a hastily made paper boat with bunny drawings on it done in her fancy work pens, plus a few caramels) and left to swap seats with her.

"Please can we do Catch Me If You Can?" Keqing pleaded.

"But I want to watch The Great Gatsby... or maybe The Wolf of Wall Street," Ganyu insisted.

The two were currently discussing a Leonardo DiCaprio movie to watch at midnight while all of the other passengers were passed out.

"Hah, you just showed indecisiveness," Keqing poked at Ganyu.

"Fine, we can do your movie," Ganyu grumbled, knowing she lost.

They both well understood the rules of a good debate. Weakness in indecisiveness or hesitation can lose a bargain.

Ganyu clicked on the movie and pressed play, handing an ear bud to Keqing. As the movie dragged on, Ganyu became sleepy, and slowly snuggled up to Keqing's shoulder. Keqing's entire face heated.

She couldn't even hope to sleep, long after the movie was finished, with Ganyu leaning against her, snoring peacefully and lightly.

—

The plane's wheels made a lurching connection with the runway, and it instantly woke Ganyu up. He rubbed her head a bit, and then glanced to her right. Keqing watched as a blush dusted the blue-haired's cheeks, and she looked away.

Keqing smiled to herself, resting her chin on her palm and looking out the window. As the plane drove over to the airport, Keqing couldn't help but think of the future. She hoped to see Ganyu much more frequently from now on: maybe she'd bring coffee into her secluded office every morning?

"Sorry for sleeping on you," Ganyu said as the plane halted.

"It's fine," Keqing shrugged.

"Some people say my headband hurt them while I slept," Ganyu reasoned.

"Well 'some people' seem to be blind to the overwhelming pros to you sleeping on their shoulder," Keqing muttered. "Honestly, people are so naturally pessimistic."

Ganyu blushed and looked away, while Keqing cursed internally. That was a weird thing to say, right? Why had she said that? Now she was embarrassed.

The plane was connected via movable hallway to the airport, and passengers started filing out. The two new friends walked together, grabbed their luggage together, and got in the same cab. They both went to the Jade Palace, and then finally, for the first time in a week-ish, they went separate ways to their offices.

—

A month later, the two had worked on many projects together. Ningguang had been out on business in Natlan, so the two basically ran the Jade Palace together. More things got done than usual, and it seemed even the employees were happier. The atmosphere wasn't any more relaxed: but somehow, it felt a bit more welcoming.

A week later, Ganyu and Keqing met up at Kaffee, their local coffee shop. It was nearly 21:30, and a live band event was taking place. Keqing managed to convince Ganyu to experience a bit of modern music with her.

The band playing was the ever-popular 6reeze, and they were rocking it. They even got Ganyu grinning at the well-though-out harmonies and intense skill shown on their instruments. Who knew a stringed instrument like a violin would fit so well with electric guitar?

They enjoyed the night to the fullest: and found themselves blushing at random points throughout their meeting.

The next morning, they headed out to the same shop, where it was quiet and cozy. They worked on their assignments together, mostly in silence, disrupted by the occasional accidental foot taps and sighing.

"You seem extra overworked," Keqing closed her laptop to look at Ganyu.

"Yeah," Ganyu shrugged. "This really helps though."

"Me sitting here and doing nothing?" Keqing scoffed.

"Your presence is... comfortable," Ganyu blushed.

Keqing did the same, but nevertheless stood and moved over to Ganyu's side of the table. Squishing into the same metal chair as her, she scanned over Ganyu's current paperwork drafts.

"You're writing paperwork?" Keqing sighed. "Honestly the worst part of existing."

Ganyu blushed and smiled as Keqing read through Ganyu's progress.

"Here, I think, despite the naturally complicated wording of paperwork, this is a bit incoherent to your average businessman," Keqing offered.

Together, they worked on Ganyu's assignment for hours.

—

"Keqing, please," Ganyu flopped into Keqing's spare chair in her office.

"What?" Keqing looked up from her laptop.

"Ningguang just gave me the Liyue New Year responsibilities," Ganyu complained.

Keqing cringed. Every secretary was afraid of that responsibility: organizing everything, setting up everything, thinking of everything, and flawlessly executing everything, on one of the biggest celebrations of the year. It was no wonder some secretaries worked extra hard and took all the big projects just so they would be considered too busy to be assigned the new year.

"I've never done it before, because I'm always in the office. I haven't had a big project in a while so she decided it made sense to push my boundaries and give me something to do," Ganyu explained. "You've done it before, right?"

"Way too many times," Keqing groaned.

"Please help me," Ganyu stared into Keqing's eyes pleadingly.

They held a short staring contest before Keqing gave into Ganyu, sighing and checking her schedule.

"Okay. We meet from 5 to 6 every morning at Kaffee, deal?" Keqing asked.

"Thank you," Ganyu stood.

She walked around Keqing's desk and made to hug her, before feeling awkward and backing away. Keqing watched as a blush spread on her cheeks and emotions flicked across her face, before she decided on a light kiss on the cheek.

"See you then," Ganyu ran out.

Keqing slowly lifted a hand to her cheek, smiling, before turning back to her laptop.

—

They worked on the project for weeks. Every morning, they'd meet up at Kaffee and order each other something new, before sitting down and discussing the plans for the event.

"I was thinking, we could change out the pink tapestries here for red ones with some gold characters, or maybe a drawing of a pig to represent this year's animal," Ganyu offered.

"Show me," Keqing said.

Ganyu took out a scratch piece of paper and a green pen, sketching out the design for the pig, and adding some possible characters to subtitle it, or be featured on the banister.

"I was picturing more like this," Keqing proposed.

She reached her hand over Ganyu's and gently took the pen, adding a few extra details that made the pig more realistic, yet somehow cuter. She then brushed her fingers over Ganyu's as she placed the pen back in its owner's hands.

"R-right, that looks good," Ganyu blushed.

Keqing smiled at Ganyu. She had been a bit more obvious in her shows of affection lately.

"Yeah, it's better. You suck at drawing pigs," Keqing snorted.

"Hey!" Ganyu gasped. "It's just that I don't spend hours drawing pigs into the night."

"I don't do that!" Keqing insisted, blushing.

"What do you do, staying up so late, then?" Ganyu tilted her head.

"Working," Keqing lied.

"And?"

"Working...?"

"C'mon, Keqing!"

"Fine, maybe a bit of drawing- wait, why do you know I'm up in my office late?"

Ganyu huffed and looked away.

"I usually leave the office at ten, and pass by," Ganyu shrugged.

"My office is out of the way to reach the exit," Keqing mentioned.

"Well, I like the long way," Ganyu explained.

"Sure, says the one who hates walking and staying in the building too long," Keqing rolled her eyes.

"Okay, fine, I was hoping to see you," Ganyu looked at her feet. "I always walk by your office because I hope that you'll come out at the same time as me."

Keqing smiled slightly, face heating at the idea.

"I'll start leaving my office at ten, then," Keqing blinked at Ganyu.

The two sat in silence for a bit.

"What do you draw so late at night?" Ganyu questioned.

"N-nobody," Keqing was caught off guard.

"Sure," Ganyu grinned. "What a suspicious answer, madam. It appears you draw somebody? Staying up late at night, drawing a person over and over- I can read you easily, you know. So, who are you close enough too? Or—"

Ganyu smiled in an uncharacteristically mischievous way.

"—Are you drawing a secret boyfriend?"

Keqing huffed and closed her laptop.

"Look at the time," she glanced at her phone. "I have to go organize the back rooms archives."

"I'll ask you about him later," Ganyu insisted.

"I swear I don't have a crush on any boy, and am not dating, engaged, or married to anybody," Keqing explained as she stood up.

"A girl, then?" Ganyu smiled.

Keqing huffed with a blush, promptly exiting the café. Ganyu was left alone with her imagination.

"You guys are so cute," the café owner, Ayato, walked over.

"W-we're not together," Ganyu blushed.

"Ah, that doesn't mean you aren't cute together, yeah?" Ayato winks. "She came here before you started showing up. She was a regular. Workaholic, but pretty nice- I see why you like her, with her wits and all. If I was straight you bet I'd be giving out free coffee whenever she came in."

Ganyu was silent, looking at the table. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't let her get away. People like that aren't available for long, it's never too late to make a move. It'll be worth it in the end," Ayato glanced at the counter, where Thoma was cleaning some glasses. "Anyway, I'm not a therapist. I'm here to collect what you owe for ten cups of black coffee."

Ganyu sighed and pulled out her wallet; but her mind was elsewhere. Ayato was implying that she loved Keqing, and he didn't even seem to doubt himself. Ganyu shivered at the intrusive thoughts flooding her mind; Keqing in her arms, Keqing snuggling with her, Keqing kissing her- Ganyu shook her head and took out the required money.

—

Over the next month, Ganyu and Keqing hung out more often- but they were also more awkward. They didn't stare at each other for long, they didn't touch each other in any way, and they seemed to find it hard to strike up conversation.

The truth was, while most couples made each other talkative and happy with infinite ideas to share and be heard, these two girls weren't like that. They were both constantly working, and had low conversational skills already. As they fell in love, they only grew awkward. They were hyper aware of each other's actions, and couldn't be normal anymore.

"Well, I think it's good," Keqing nodded.

She was the more comfortable of the two; with her less-shy attitude. She was used to bossing others around and giving speeches, so her version of being nervous was more average to anybody else's eyes.

"Thanks," Ganyu smiled at the other.

She looked away a moment later, and then closed her laptop. She took a deep breath.

"We should talk," Ganyu mentioned.

Keqing tilted her head, sitting back in her own seat, across from Ganyu.

"I don't know what's happening to us," Ganyu began. "We've become awkward, and our relationship is strained. I keep thinking back to when we met, and how you were so confident and brilliant and joyful... I can't help but think that maybe my influence overtime made you- I don't know, more mellow? Sad?"

"No, no," Keqing frantically shook her head. "I'm not sad; and nothing's your doing."

"Then what is going on?" Ganyu fidgeted with her horns.

Keqing's thoughts were only filled with images of her leaping over the table and hugging Ganyu; but her inexperience with love, interactions, and anything that has to do with hot women, was very slim. She didn't have her usual confidence around Ganyu.

"I don't know," Keqing muttered. "I have become less confident, and yeah, it's because of you; but not in a bad way. You just make me feel vulnerable, in a way? Gah, I don't know how to say it."

Ganyu looked into Keqing's eyes. They both were silent, trying to figure themselves out.

"I think I'm in love with you," Keqing blurted. "Sorry, that was random- but we've known each other for months now and I don't usually fall as fast as I did for you but you're so sweet and adorable and brilliant and I just had to say something to ease the silence."

The silence continued on.

Keqing bit her lip and cursed at herself. She looked down at her laptop screen, which was opened on an empty document; she'd gone to help Ganyu immediately upon entering Kaffee, and had forgotten to start her own work.

"Thanks for telling me," Ganyu suddenly peeped up. "It's been on my mind recently that maybe I like you too."

Ganyu blushed and looked at her lap. Keqing's face heated even more than it had been from the embarrassment of her blurt, but she smiled, nevertheless.

"Would you like to go on vacation with me some time?" Keqing asked. "And next time some dicks come and bug you, I could say I'm your girlfriend again. But... have it be real?"

Keqing hoped that was a gentle enough way to ask Ganyu out that it wouldn't scare her away: Ganyu already looked rather vulnerable, as if she was ready to sprint out the door and cry. Although, the look passed as she glanced into Keqing's eyes, smiling lightly.

"Sure," Ganyu nodded.

Keqing thought that sounded forced. Did Ganyu just say that to put up with her? Did she say that to make her feel better? Doubt crowded her face, and she felt her eyebrows knit together.

"Sorry, that sounded lame," Ganyu coughed, trying to contain a smile at Keqing's cute worried face. "Yes. I'd love to."

Keqing smiled in turn, and reached her hand across the table. Ganyu accepted it.

"I know most relationships go fast, end up in sex with five days in the running, and then dissipate after a year- but is it okay if we take it slower?" Ganyu asked.

"I'm asexual anyway," Keqing shrugged.

"Really?" Ganyu raised her eyebrows.

"I'm still okay with kisses, though," Keqing hinted.

Ganyu blushed.

—

Their relationship, by most standards, was pretty slow and considered strange at the start. They were both rather uncomfortable touching each other, especially with Ganyu's past of being touche by strangers against her wishes, and Keqing's nervousness with accidentally triggering something in Ganyu. After a week, however, they seemed to have officially set boundaries and had some sort of talk, because they came to work holding hands, smiling, and giving kisses on cheeks.

"I want you to come," Ganyu insisted, huffing.

"But it's your project," Keqing spun once around in her spinny office chair.

"Yeah but you did basically half of it," Ganyu stopped Keqing from spinning distractedly.

Keqing rolled her eyes, aggressively dropping the papers she had been holding onto her desk. She then smiled and kissed Ganyu, holding her face in her hands delicately.

"But you promise me you take at least three fourths of the credit, okay?" Keqing offered.

"Okay," Ganyu blushed.

Together, they walked into Ningguang's office for the first time since their vacation (she'd been incredibly busy with a new partnership).

"Chinese New Year plans have been completed," Ganyu announced, handing a file to Ningguang. "Everything has been arranged, thanks to Keqing's help."

Keqing elbowed Ganyu.

"And I did a lot of the field work too," Ganyu added.

"That was incredibly fast," Ningguang was surprised. "You two work well together."

The two secretaries smiled at each other, and Keqing squeezed Ganyu's hand tighter.

"I think it was because we both met," Keqing nodded. "Those types of coincidences are crazy."

"Coincidence?" Ningguang snorted gracefully.

They looked at Ningguang confusedly.

"A coincidence that two of my secretaries, who never took vacations, had vacations at the exact same time, for the same amount of time, to the same place, same island in said same place, and the same resort in that said island? With the same flight plan?" Ningguang smiled knowingly. "Sure."

Ganyu's eyes widened and Keqing brought a hand to her face. It was so obvious. Their mischievous boss- of course she would do this. The usually proper woman had been under the influence of Beidou for so long that she became a shipper herself. Why did that make perfect sense?

"I don't get a thanks?" Ningguang asked.

"Thanks," Keqing rolled her eyes.

"Since when do you speak to Ningguang that way?" Ganyu nudged her girlfriend.

"Since she decided to marry a pirate, Ganyu," Keqing laughed.

"Alright, you girls head off and take a break. You've done great work," Ningguang chuckled.

Ganyu and Keqing thus headed to Ayaboba, the local boba shop owned by Kamisato Ayaka, sister of Ayato, who owned Kaffee. They both got the same tea and then left the shop, talking and walking and holding hands all the way around town- until they ended up at the local movie theater.

"Want to see what's showing?" Ganyu asked softly.

"But I have work to do," Keqing argued.

"Is it really more important than me?" Ganyu guilt tripped.

"Yes," Keqing nodded defiantly.

"Mmm, sure," Ganyu dragged Keqing inside anyway.

The two secretaries approached the main counter, looking through the options. When their eyes settled on one movie in particular, they looked at each other.

"The Great Gatsby's on," Ganyu pointed to it, keeping her eyes on Keqing. "You got to chose your Leo movie on the plane. Now it's my turn."

"Fine," Keqing sighed. "Guess that makes sense."

Keqing bought the tickets, and they settled in the front row, eyes struggling to process the movie screen that was so close to their faces. Because of the strain on the neck and eyes, eventually, the two stopped paying attention to the screen, and focused on each other.

"I'm glad Ningguang spontaneously decided to ship us," Keqing smiled sweetly.

"She's crazy," Ganyu smiled all the same.

Ganyu reached over and held Keqing's hand, rubbing her thumb over the back of her rough skin (Keqing "never had time to put on lotion! Work is more important than hygiene"). Keqing smiled back.

She was way too lucky to have such a sweet, responsible, adorable person to be with. She would have never guessed Ganyu would've been lesbian: but it seemed to flow so naturally that she didn't doubt any of it now. It worked too well, almost.

Soon, Ganyu fell asleep on Keqing's shoulder. Keqing rolled her eyes and squinted up at the screen, trying to not blind herself from the bright, close-up lights. In the end, she settled for watching Ganyu.

She was far more interesting than the movie anyway.