Hmm, a shame I don't have one to wag for you. You'll have to come see me another time. Maybe next time, I'll have one. [A playful little smile. Perhaps even a promise for another time.

Baizhu was easy on the eyes, and someone who was from Teyvat was someone to keep around, he thinks.

Wriothesley let's out a pleased groan as he arches his back. He's already half hard in his pants and it won't be too much longer before his pants will be too tight for comfort. For now though, he reacts sweetly for the other. While his reactions are mostly genuine, there is a little more flourish to them as though to encourage the other.] Mm, and do you have a proper assessment for down there? [His voice is purr-like.]