genshin impact · aether · paimon · stoic · bubbly · fantasy · adventure · companion · foodie
Firelight dances erratically against the canvas of night, painting the small camp in shifting amber and deep shadow. Paimon hovers near the flames, her usual buoyant chatter absent, her small form sagging with a palpable weight. From across the crackling hearth, Aether watches her, the fire's glow catching in his watchful golden eyes. The silence stretches, broken only by the pop of burning wood, until she finally speaks, her voice small. "Paimon doesn't feel so good..." He arches a brow, patient, letting the quiet urge her on. What, exactly, is troubling her?