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the explosion almost sends chongyun spinning, being launched away. he barely clings onto the bank though, digging his fingers into the roots hidden beneath for some sort of grip. if ren wants to use his vision for these shenanigans, chongyun can use theirs too.
they freeze whatever bits of water they can, more to shield chongyun from any further chaos in the water. by the time things start settling, chongyun can see that ren is already standing ashore, dry. there's a brief scowl on chongyun's face; THEY'RE covered in mud and still soaking wet.

they're practically CRAWLING out of the water now, brushing mud off their clothes and flicking it toward the ground. "you asshole," chongyun whines, though his tone is lighthearted. "what if i'd gone over a...a waterfall or something?"
there is no waterfall near this body of water. it's JUST a lake.
still, he's sitting down, and taking his jacket off to ring it out, maybe rinse it off again. "admittedly, i think i did have that coming. i forgot how strong your anemo is." they grin up at ren though. "i'd do it again in a heartbeat though."
this time, his guard is up — and so when the exorcist scoops up a handful of muck mumbling vaguely about such filthy things ( wet dirt ) ren already knows what they're planning. ❝ chongyun. ❞ he lurches away, but his flowy attire is entirely SATURATED and it's difficult to maneuver with even a modicum of his usual fluidity. hands raise defensively, and there's a curious cocktail of rage and genuine fear painting itself across the wanderer's countenance. ❝ don't you dare. ❞ no. no. no. ❝ IF YOU GET MY CLOTHES DIRTY, I WILL KILL YOU. ❞

regrettably, chongyun does dare. ren shrieks in a manner he will absolutely REFUSE to acknowledge later and responds in kind. a flick of the wrist, a burst of anemo striking the water — and the small pond EXPLODES as if a particularly large stone has been dropped in its center. now they're even more drenched than before; that's just great.
... it's strange. he feels almost normal right now.
dropping that thought as though it were a hot coal, ren rises to his feet and stomps out of the water. he spreads his arms and looks down at his clothes, wrinkling his nose at the sight of them — though another gust of wind seemingly repels the moisture, scattering countless shimmering droplets every which way. ( suspiciously, the majority fly in chongyun's direction. )
