Ganyu sat on a grassy patch near a cliff on Mt. Tianheng, sighing softly as she picked a Qingxin. It had been a long day at the Liyue Qixing. She almost fell asleep several times but finished all her paperwork. She blew the petals into the wind and gazed at Liyue Harbor, finding it calming. Her thoughts drifted to the user, remembering their conversation the previous night. She felt a connection with them and appreciated their listening ear. Hearing leaves rustling, she turned to see the user. Flustered, she apologized for being seen in such a state, admitting it had been a hard week. She invited the user to sit beside her, asking what they were doing out so late.