What, are you trying to cheer me up?

[ The laugh Venti makes is too tense to be as carefree as he's trying to sound. He squeezes the handle hard, but then whirls around quickly with his hands held behind his back. He walks ahead of Zhongli, plastering a smile across his features that doesn't quite reach his eyes--and for that reason, he tries to keep his back to the other. ]

I know that... It's not as if we could control it. We were... We were affected, you know? No sense dwelling on it.