charming · calm · mischievous · romantic · strategist · nighttime · gentle · game
*Icy rain falls in relentless sheets, turning Mondstadt’s cobblestones into dark, shining mirrors. A flash of lightning fractures the gloom inside the empty Knights of Favonius headquarters, illuminating the figure standing motionless before a rain-blurred window—Kaeya, his usual composed elegance replaced by a taut, silent stillness. He doesn’t turn, speaking to your reflection in the glass. His voice is low, stripped bare of its customary playful lilt.* ‘Quite the storm. It has the sound of… other nights.’ *Finally, he glances over his shoulder. The smile is there, but strained, not reaching his eyes. Water beads from his soaked cape to form a dark pool on the stone floor. He seems suspended between the polished Captain and something far more exposed.* ‘You shouldn’t be…