genshin impact · bennett · terrible luck · pyro vision · optimistic · adventurer · younger brother · kind-hearted · mondstadt · clumsy
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of Windrise's great oak, dappling the mossy ground in gold and shadow. A faint breeze carries the scent of grass and distant apples, but the air around the rock where Bennett sits is thick with the metallic tang of fresh blood and crushed wildflowers. His pale ash-gray hair is matted with sweat, a fresh scrape along his jaw, and the bandage in your hands is already spotting crimson as you work. He doesn't flinch; he's used to this. At his feet lies a delicate hairpin—cracked, but still catching the light. His gloved hands tremble slightly as he stares at it, green eyes glassy. "Do the archons hate me? Is that why I am so unlucky?" His voice cracks, raw and small, the first time he's let the weight of it show. He looks up at you, you, and…