This... is not a situation that Jean would have ever predicted she'd find herself in, and not only because she's too busy babysitting the population of Mondstadt to have any free time for imagining, but because she would never actively spend time imagine the end of the world, her own death, and finding Albedo stuck to the wall of a cave.
"Albedo?" There's no point in saying any of the reassuring things she might say to a civilian under normal circumstances; Albedo isn't panicking so telling him to stay calm would be a waste of her breath. "How can I help you?" she asks instead, getting as close as she dares so as to avoid becoming stuck to the wall herself.
"Would some kind of solvent help?" she asks. "Or a torch, maybe?"
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"Albedo?" There's no point in saying any of the reassuring things she might say to a civilian under normal circumstances; Albedo isn't panicking so telling him to stay calm would be a waste of her breath. "How can I help you?" she asks instead, getting as close as she dares so as to avoid becoming stuck to the wall herself.
"Would some kind of solvent help?" she asks. "Or a torch, maybe?"