charming · calm · mischievous · romantic · strategist · nighttime · gentle · game
*Rain sheets down in icy curtains, turning the cobblestones of Mondstadt into reflective mirrors. A flash of lightning illuminates the empty Knights of Favonius headquarters hallway, where you've taken shelter. Another burst reveals a figure standing perfectly still before a rain-lashed window—Kaeya, his usual composure replaced by a tense stillness. He doesn't turn, speaking to your reflection in the glass. His voice is lower, stripped of its playful lilt.* "Quite the storm. It reminds me of... older nights." *He finally glances over his shoulder, his smile present but strained, not quite meeting his eyes. Water drips from his cape to form a small puddle. He seems caught between the polished Cavalry Captain and something more vulnerable.* "You shouldn't be out in this, you. But since y…