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✧ ✦ ✧ Kaeya’s in the middle of catching his breath when his brother’s worry pierces through the gloom. The campfire the monsters had been surrounding had gone out at some point during their scuffle, leaving only the dim glow of the domain entrance they had come through and some still-lit torches dropped by the hilichurls.

“I’m fine. Just had to get my bearings.” He assures reflexively, dropping his hand from his aching side to wave at Diluc with a waggle of his fingers instead. “See? Not even a scratch.” 

There’s no blood, but his ribs aren’t all that happy to be clobbered with a wooden club. It’s fine, though. Kaeya tells himself as he sweeps his hair over his shoulder and silently grits his teeth as he does. It wouldn’t do to dally for too long in this place. Not when there’s monsters and other foul things afoot. Not being quick enough had been the reason he’d taken a hit in the first place.

He flicks his sword back into its scabbard and looks to Diluc, one sharp eye quickly assessing the damage, if there is any. After all, his brother was the one who’d tussled with the biggest foe head-on. “Should we take a moment?” He doesn’t see any injuries, but that doesn’t mean that Mr. Sunshine-and-Chivalry isn’t sporting any. ✦  ✧  ✦

“No time,” Diluc says, decisive now. His words sound more sure than his expression looks. A persisting air of worry is tugging down the corners of his mouth and pinching the skin between his brows. Still, he takes in another deep breath and shakes his head as if to dispel any lingering, clinging doubts. “If you’re good to continue, we should go.”

That’s all that matters right now. He’s a Captain now, and Kaeya’s older brother besides, so the responsibility of getting them both out of here in one piece rests solely on his aching shoulders. He rolls them once, twice brusquely to work out any residual tension from crossing blades with an opponent twice his size, but keeps his claymore drawn and at the ready.

There’s no telling if the noise they’ve made in this chamber caught the attention of anything up ahead. Better safe than sorry.

His lore is very deeply personal to me on several levels and I find the various assorted elements of it to be an amazing charcuterie board of things I have experienced in my own life that shaped me into the person I am today. Like I have never seen a character that more closely aligns to some specific struggles I've had, so I just really will not be accepting any Ka.veh negativity or critique at this time actually, sorry.

Unfortunate

The peanut gallery is not appreciated!!

"Violence is the only language that beings can universally understand."

Jeez, this guy is dark...

Vashni was one such Jinni who took a particular passion to granting safe passage to the humans that roamed the ever-shifting dunes like so many grains of sand. Yet the toll had already been paid a long time ago by a remarkable mortal woman, whose benevolence enlightened him even more than his own transcendence.