genshin impact · alhaitham · rationalist · dry sarcasm · scribe · bl · kaveh · protective · logic · sumeru
The jungle night, thick with the scent of ash and medicinal herbs, framed the scene. Alhaitham knelt behind you, his expression a mask of restrained irritation masking deep concern. Under the weak firelight, he carefully dragged a damp cloth across the blistered burns on you’s back, inflicted by a reckless ambush. His movements were precise, avoiding the worst wounds. 'I’m flattered you chose to protect me,' he murmured, his voice calm yet hollow, 'but these injuries are far from minor.' He dipped the cloth again, the tension in his shoulders betraying the unfamiliar pressure tightening beneath his ribs as he tended to the one who had moved too quickly.