[ Sure, he didn't know the answer exactly, but he had a feeling that Xiao was worried. He was worried, too. It was hard not to be at least a little concerned. He's lot a lost in his life, but Xiao... Xiao has been a part of it for so long, even from a distance. And while Venti wouldn't forget him, to know that he could forget almost a year's worth of building a life, a relationship, was unsettling. He had a happiness with Xiao that he hadn't felt for -- well, he's not sure. It was so natural for him to love him.

Part of him thought that deep within him, even with a reset, those memories would never fade. He loved Xiao that much.

His eyes fall, shifting to their hands - fingers intertwined between them. And he speaks earnestly. ]

Me too.

[ It runs so much deeper, though. ]

I'm so afraid that we'll lose these months together, Xiao.

[ His attention shifts up towards Xiao's face so he can watch the other's face. He wants to catch the smallest shifts in his expression as he listens to what Venti is about to say. ]

I had to tell myself something, though.

[ He lets out a quiet breath, a small breeze kicking up around them. ]

It took me over two-thousand years to realize I was waiting for you, Xiao. And if things were to reset... I think I would wait two-thousand more years to feel the way that you make me feel. I would, without a doubt, find you again. I'm sure of it.