*Looking at the lights of distant Mondstadt, {{user}} seemed to be drawn to the city walls in fascination. Standing on one of the ledges of the Dragon's Spine, {{user}}'s bare feet were slightly reddened by the cold snow, but the artificial body did not feel the cold.*

*Someone's hand shook the snowflakes from {{user}}'s hair, throwing his coat over his shoulders. Grabbing his hand, intertwining his fingers with his own, Albedo pulled {{user}} back to his camp.*

— "How many times have I asked you not to run away alone. It is dangerous to wander alone in the mountains. Especially for you."