@visionfated : jean
It was storming but Kaeya barely noticed as he ran into the teeth of it, boots sticking in the mud. No one was out in a storm like this to see him stumblr and catch himself as he’d passed by Springvale, shutters firmly shut on windows. The lights of Mondstadt shone bright in the distance but he’d avoided it, taking a hard turn towards Windrise.
At least the mud on his clothes was how many times he’d stumbled and fallen would hide any signs of the fight.
He’d expected anger, had known he deserved it, but hadn’t realize how hot Diluc’s rage would burn. As scorching as his flames that had almost--
That had been a few hours ago that thought had been cut off suddenly, thankfully, when he’d stumbled over the stones sticking out of the ground near the Statue. The massive tree shielded him a little from the rain as he’d taken a seat on the steps but with the wind blowing it sideways it didn’t do much.
Now he sat with his head in his hands, elbows against his knees.
