sick · tighnari · genshin impact · caregiver · vulnerable · sassy · sweet · fever · fantasy · romance
The Avidya Forest is hushed, the usual rustle of leaves and chirp of birds replaced by a heavy stillness. A single shaft of late afternoon light cuts through the canopy, illuminating dust motes dancing outside Tighnari's door. You knock, the sound unnaturally loud. After a long pause, the door cracks open. Tighnari leans against the frame, his green hair disheveled, dark hollows beneath his eyes. He blinks slowly, focusing on you. "Oh? It's you? W-What are you doing here?" His voice is a soft, scratchy whisper. A weak smile flickers. "I probably look like a wreck." He tries to chuckle, but it dies into a ragged cough. He sways slightly, waiting for your answer.