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Kaeya sat up, oak bed creaking softly beneath him. He took a few moments to breathe slowly, face buried in his hands as he collected his thoughts. Once again, sleep had not left him feeling rested, plagued by recurring dreams and nightmares. With a quiet sigh, Kaeya swung his legs over the side of the bed, appreciating as the chill from the wooden floor began to seep into his feet, waking him up. With what felt like a substantial amount of effort, Kaeya stood, grabbing his vision (surrounded by a circle of frost) from where he kept it in the oak nightstand beside his bed and crossed to the other side of his small room, wood floor creaking quietly beneath his feet.
Kaeya drew back the heavy curtains that covered the window, letting a flow of cool air into the room as the insulator was removed. The world outside was barely beginning to lighten, with the moon still acting as the primary source illumination overhead as scattered lamps lit the street in patches. Graceful swirls of frost curled around the window frame. They were far more elegant than anything he had been able to intentionally construct with his vision. Kaeya dropped the curtain with a sigh, treading quietly to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
It seemed it was cold enough now to begin adding layers back onto his outfit that he normally shed in the hot summer. The cold seemed to have come rather early this year. Perhaps the anemo archon was feeling less cheerful this year than in the past, letting the cold creep in sooner. Still, Kaeya couldn’t complain too much; compared to the cold that seemed to live in his bones when he was escaping the abyss in Khaenri’ah, this was nothing. His vision also made him more resistant to the cold, so he was far more fortunate than most. Still, the cold had pushed forward some of the work that the knights did in preparation for the cold months, ensuring they had emergency measures ready, checking firewood supply, and so on.
Kaeya splashed cold water on his face, attempting to pull his thoughts away from work when he couldn’t do anything about it. Then his thoughts just drifted back to the cold weather and then to Snezhnaya and then… Kaeya splashed more water on his face.
Vile hadn’t returned yet, though it had been a couple months. A couple days ago, much to Kaeya’s relief, she had finally sent a letter. It was brief, but it told Kaeya she was alive and that there was simply a lot more for her to dig up than either of them had initially expected (Kaeya felt fortunate that he had a good salary as a knight). In her letter, she had confirmed that Diluc was in Snezhnaya, having managed to spot him in a bar by chance, though she hadn’t felt it was a good time for a chat. Kaeya wasn’t sure whether he was comforted or concerned by the lack of elaboration.
Kaeya wanted to know more, to go to Snezhnaya to drag Diluc back himself. But he had a job and Mondstadt needed all the knights they could get, and, well, Kaeya doubted Diluc would be happy to see him now anyway.
Kaeya switched his eyepatch from the one he slept in to his day one, less comfortable, but far sturdier. He still couldn’t bring himself to meet his own gaze in the mirror with the uncovered eye. Everything was still too fresh.
After a final once over to make sure he didn’t look too tired, Kaeya began making his way around his apartment, gathering Diluc’s vision (which remained in a small black bag) and his sword.
Kaeya shivered as he opened the front door quietly, feeling a wall of cold rush around him and chilling any exposed skin. The air was still far warmer than the vision that rested against his hip. Kaeya quickly shut the door behind himself, locking it with a sturdy brass key, which he slipped into his pocket dimension with a quiet stirring of space.
Kaeya began running through his plans for the day as he set off for the knights’ headquarters. Technically, he had the day off of work, but that was because it was his turn to watch Klee while Albedo was busy. He had planned to get to work early in order to check up on any reports or intel from the night and dawn patrols, and to ensure that he and Klee could avoid as much trouble as possible. Klee might have incredibly destructive abilities thanks to her mother, but she was far too young to have the refinement to be very useful in battle, especially when many enemies were present. Kaeya also couldn’t bring himself to intentionally order Klee to fight or battle anything truly dangerous. Just because she had successfully blown up various monster camps and elemental beings didn’t mean her escaping relatively unscathed was due to much more than luck.
Kaeya also planned on checking in on the Winery. He had been avoiding the Winery since his…quick departure and hadn’t actually had the chance to talk with Adelinde or Elzer to see how they had been doing, only able to catch glances of the sturdy trellises laden with bunches of grapes while on patrol. The early frost could sometimes make the harvest difficult though, especially if the grapes weren’t fully ripened yet. He suspected he would need to return sooner or later anyway for work related purposes, and it may be easier if his first trip back was not strictly business.
The rest of his day was for Klee to decide. Perhaps she would want to go to the Winery herself if he brought it up. It had always been a fun place to play as a child. Though perhaps Kaeya had simply had the privilege to have a friend to play with.
Kaeya’s breath left faint clouds in the air as he quietly strolled along the street, casting his gaze around the nearly silent Mondstadt, with only the slight rustling of a breeze through the few stiff leaves and the creak of windmills to indicate that time had not stopped. Even the stray cats, it seemed, preferred to stay hidden this morning.
As Kaeya approached the main square, he caught a whiff of baking bread and roasting ham. Of course, the main bakery of Mondstadt would not be delayed by something as simple as a little chill. In fact, Kaeya thought the cool may feel nice to them compared to the heat from the stove that he had rarely seen dark. As he passed, Kaeya offered Sara a polite wave, which she returned, before continuing to knead the bread she seemed to be fighting with, muttering something about the dry air.
The remainder of the way to the knight’s headquarters was uneventful. As Kaeya approached, the night guard perked up. “You’re early today, Captain Kaeya.” Swan cleared his throat awkwardly as he realized his voice was rather raspy from lack of use.
“Good morning, Swan. Anything of note to report?”
“One of the healers was sent to the Goth Hotel to treat a baby with a nasty cold. The night patrol took care of a small group of cryo slimes that popped up near Windrise. We haven’t heard from the dawn patrol yet, but they’re not due in for another hour or so. Nothing else to report.”
Kaeya nodded. “Understood. Is master Jean here yet?”
“No, you’re the first one here today.” Swan glanced around as though afraid of being overheard. “She honestly didn’t leave that long ago though. Lisa was practically dragging her out.”
Kaeya let out a tired sigh that fogged in the air. “We really need to hire more people.”
“Unfortunately the issue isn’t quite that simple.” Swan let his shoulders drop for a moment before regaining his composure. “Not much to do about that now though, so instead, focus ahead.”
Kaeya pushed open the door, feeling a rush of warm air from inside, still not entirely cooled from the previous night’s fires. “To the future I suppose.” Kaeya said, glancing back with a sly smile as he shut the doors behind himself. Swan was a trustworthy knight, but certainly nothing more than a friendly acquaintance, not someone Kaeya wished to drop his facade around. To the future? Kaeya couldn’t decide whether it was ignorant or insightful.
Kaeya shook off those thoughts as he climbed the stairs to his office on the third floor. The cold from outside had seeped in during the night, and Kaeya decided to start a fire for Klee’s sake. He didn’t mind braving the cold for a while until Jean or Lisa came to make him start one, but Klee was a different story. The young pyro user seemed to take in every drop of warmth she could get, as if she didn’t already radiate heat herself. Perhaps it was a trait shared by pyro allogenes.
After a quick sweep of the room to ensure no one had entered the room overnight, Kaeya got out supplies to light a fire in the small hearth that sat across from his desk. It had taken him some time to grow more comfortable around flames again, but he had gotten better, especially with fires he felt in control of. He knew from experience he could freeze the burning wood in moments if necessary. Klee always gave him practice extinguishing fires. He had truly started to learn the patterns of fire – the way it spread from Klee’s creations, how wind or vegetation affected its spread, even how to use it against enemies. It was a miracle Klee was a kind-hearted child and not someone Kaeya had to face in battle.
After a few attempts, Kaeya finally managed to produce a spark, setting the dry grass kindling alight, watching as the fire grew, until the pine logs began crackling and smoking. With a small amount of prodding, Kaeya managed to successfully light a small fire, slowly filling the room with a warmth perfect for his expected visitor.
It was still early enough for Kaeya to make his way through a fair amount of work before Klee would be arriving. Jean would insist otherwise, but Kaeya wasn’t about to leave Jean floundering on her own for a full day while he frolicked around with Klee. While watching Klee was technically a legitimate job for the knights since her primary guardian tended to be rather busy, Kaeya didn’t consider it to be the same type of work.
After settling down at his desk, Kaeya managed to diminish his stack of paperwork significantly before he heard a soft knock at the door, followed by a rather loud and familiar voice, “Mr. Kaeya! Can we come in?”
“Why yes, Klee, you may.” Kaeya responded, quickly sitting up from the rather atrocious hunched position he had been working on paperwork in.
The door swung open quickly, caught almost frantically by the chief alchemist before it could smack into the book case against the wall. A small red ball shot through the entrance, bouncing up to the opposite side of Kaeya’s desk, making him jump slightly even though it had already been expected. The young pyro user grinned at Kaeya with a smile that showed off one of her missing front teeth.
“She was very excited this morning to get to spend the day with you.” Albedo said, carefully shutting the door behind himself.
“Really?” Kaeya teased, “I couldn’t tell.”
Albedo stared judgmentally at Kaeya for a moment, eyebrows raised slightly.
“Okay, okay!” Kaeya said, raising his hands in mock surrender. “I’ll be nice.”
Kaeya turned his attention from the alchemist to Klee. “How are the two of you doing on this lovely morning?”
“Good!” Klee chirped. “Can we go fish blasting today?”
Certainly not one to beat around the bush. It was rather endearing to Kaeya, who was the opposite, almost never giving a straight answer. “Ah, well…” He cleared his throat, glancing up at Albedo, who shook his head slightly, “Uh, I don’t think the fish like playing fish blasting once it gets colder. They prefer to stay in the water where it’s warmer for them.”
Klee pouted. “But mama said to avoid the water when it gets cold because I’ll freeze.”
“Well Klee,” Albedo said, speaking up as he watched the gears turning frantically in Kaeya’s head for an answer, “the fish are made specially to live in the water, even when it gets cold, but people aren’t. If you were a little fish, the water would feel better than the air.”
Kaeya nodded sagely in agreement. Albedo clearly had plenty of experience answering Klee’s questions. Knowing his scientific knowledge, Kaeya didn’t question the truth of it either; he was sure Albedo could elaborate, using terms that would leave both Kaeya and Klee more confused than before.
Klee’s expression fell slightly as she realized no one would let her do one of her favorite hobbies today, but she quickly recovered, turning back to Kaeya with a gleam in her eyes. “Can we go exploring then?”
Kaeya had a sinking feeling that she had cooked up some new pyrotechnics she was itching to try, and while he couldn’t condone the use of them on any local elemental beings, damage mitigation might be a better route than a likely futile attempt at eliminating the damage entirely. Kaeya would much rather frantically extinguish burning grass than a blown-up market stall.
Even as Kaeya had made up his mind, he couldn’t resist teasing Klee a little. Kaeya hummed, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he made eye contact with Albedo, who was still standing by the door. Albedo nodded, almost imperceptibly. Interesting. Not the reaction Kaeya had expected from the normally neutral alchemist.
His attention was pulled back to Klee, who had gone still in anticipation. “Why Klee, I believe we will be able to make a lovely day of adventuring today.” Klee was absolutely ecstatic, even more than usual. Kaeya could sense the heat radiating from her vision, threatening to begin throwing sparks. Oh, Kaeya was definitely going to ask Albedo about this.
“First,” Kaeya said seriously, interrupting Klee’s bouncing, “I have to pack some things. You know,” Kaeya glanced back up at Albedo, “I think we should go visit Lisa to ask her what kind of food to bring on our journey. She should be in the library by now.” He was hoping that was true, but according to Swan she hadn't left too long ago.
Klee nodded, “Mama said it’s always important to pack snacks.”
“Let’s go ask her now before she gets busy.” Kaeya said, picking up an empty pack from one of his desk drawers.
Albedo opened the door as the three made their way down the hallway, Klee at the front, almost marching as if she was the leader of one of the few parades she had seen, with Kaeya and Albedo trailing slightly behind.
“I’ll explain while she’s distracted.” Albedo murmured as if they had sensed Kaeya looking at him.
True to his words, once Klee was thoroughly preoccupied looking at the sheer number of snack options Lisa had presented her (after a pointed glance from Kaeya), Albedo pulled Kaeya to the side behind a bookshelf, making it appear as though Albedo were helping him select a book.
Kaeya crossed his arms. “What’s going on?”
Albedo let out a tired-sounding sigh. “Klee loves waiting for Alice’s weekly letters. She even has the calendar marked for when they are supposed to arrive.” Kaeya felt his chest tighten in concern. “While yesterday’s letter did arrive right on schedule, it was…a little rougher than her normal letters. She still had a section for Klee, but it was on the same parchment, so I didn’t want to show Klee the whole letter. She’s growing quite capable at reading, and I’m afraid she would read too much and get scared.”
“Is–”
Albedo shook his head, hair glimmering in the lantern light. “She’s not hurt at all, but any run in with the abyss is bound to be…rough in one way or another. Klee was rather moody after that, and she didn’t sleep too well.”
Kaeya peeked around the bookshelf, studying the young elf who kept pointing at different things to look at. Kaeya had barely noticed the darkness under her eyes earlier because of how energetic she had been. What an odd thing for him to miss, perhaps he was more tired than he realized as well.
“Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to watch her the entire night, and I think she may have made some new Dodoco designs.”
“I figured.” Kaeya admitted. “She clearly wants to give them a test run.”
“I’m sorry I can’t help much with her right now, but I need to collect materials for both the alchemy lab and the church. A lot of people are getting sick with the sudden cold, including Sucrose, so there’s a much higher need than supply at the moment.” Albedo’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m also worried the frost might ruin some of the plants we need.”
Kaeya had, as one of the captains who dealt with a lot of logistics and reports, been aware of this particular issue, but he hadn’t realized this kind of issue might fall to the chief alchemist. “Well, if you let me know what things to gather, I might be able to look for some things while I’m out. I might not know herbs and alchemy supplies like the back of my hand, but I can certainly gather some things.”
“I would greatly appreciate the help.” Albedo admitted, pulling a concerningly long list out of the hip satchel he wore. As he studied the unfurled list, Kaeya noticed that his braids were messier than normal. It had been difficult to make out the finer details of either Albedo or Klee in the dim light of the fire in the corner and the candle Kaeya had on his desk while in his office, but he still felt horrible for missing the obvious cues that he should’ve picked up on.
“Here,” Kaeya said, pulling a blank sheet of parchment off of one of the tables beside them, “I’ll copy the list down so I can reference it.” Albedo nodded, handing him the list in silence.
As Kaeya finished writing ‘pyro stamen’ at the bottom of the list, an idea began forming in his mind.
“Albedo.”
Albedo turned his head, having previously been distracted by the illustration on the inner cover of a book. “Hmmm?”
“Since I have a cryo vision, I’ll naturally have an advantage for safely collecting the pyro stamens. What if Klee and I focus on that, then we can meet up near the Dawn Winery this evening?”
“Are you sure?” Albedo asked. “I know you’re rather busy and…” Albedo’s voice died awkwardly. It seemed that even the introverted and focused alchemist had heard enough about Kaeya to deduce that the trip back could be awkward. “And I wouldn’t want to trouble you.”
“It’s no trouble at all. I’ve been meaning to check on a few things there anyway.” Kaeya said, shaking his head. “Ah, I believe we are being summoned.”
Albedo followed Kaeya’s gaze to Lisa, who was now looking at the two with a smirk that reminded Kaeya how much she loved knowing everything about everybody. With a quiet sigh, Albedo stepped out from behind the bookshelf to bid Klee farewell.
“Bye, bye brother!” Klee called before Albedo left the library, drawing a small smile from the alchemist as she waved emphatically from the chair she stood on, threatening to tip it.
“Now, dear,” Lisa spoke kindly, “would you mind fetching me a bag from my table upstairs? I want to make sure all your food is properly secured.”
“Yes ma'am!" Klee leapt down from the chair.
As she scampered off up the stairs, Lisa turned to Kaeya, who was already preparing his defense. “So?” She asked expectantly, sleeves rustling as she planted her hands on her hips.
“We’re just coworkers, Lisa.”
Lisa didn’t respond verbally, instead wearing an expression of such unimpressed disbelief that Kaeya almost felt insulted.
“Lisa–”
“Rosaria and I have a bet.”
“Lisa!”
Lisa shrugged. “Nothing against you, dear. More questioning their taste if it is reciprocated.” Lisa said with a smile, before turning to Klee, who was practically throwing herself down the stairs, bag in hand. “Ready to help pack?” Klee was about as focused as Kaeya had ever seen her as she did her best to carefully wrap the food (and ingredients for Klee to make hot chocolate later).
Unfortunately, Kaeya was about as unfocused as he could be. If both Rosaria and Lisa had a bet on it…sure, they enjoyed the drama, but neither was likely to actually act on something without reason. The worst part was that Kaeya knew no matter how hard he pushed it to the recesses of his mind, it wouldn’t fully sink into the darkness, it would always linger there, bothering him like so many other things (granted, it was something that he would rather ponder than the others). Kaeya knew it wouldn’t fade any time soon because…maybe Lisa wasn’t wrong.
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Klee and Kaeya ended up leaving the city of Mondstadt as the sun crested over the cliffs to the east. As expected, Kaeya had only just gotten them far enough from Springvale before Klee noticed a cryo mage, which Kaeya normally approached with caution as his vision was of little help while its shield was up. Klee, however, had no hesitation. She pulled a rather vibrantly colored Dodoco with a small witch’s hat atop its fluffy head out of her backpack, supercharging it to an almost blinding degree with her vision before tossing it at the unsuspecting cryo mage. The poor thing didn’t even have the time to register the approaching explosive before its shield was shattered into nothing and it was thrown back violently, slamming into a tree. Kaeya watched with a combination of fear and admiration as the mage turned to ash, leaving behind nothing but scorch marks and a large crack in the bark of the tree.
“I got it!” Klee cried in excitement, turning to look at Kaeya with sparkling eyes.
Kaeya quickly forced his mouth into a smile, “Yeah, Klee. You definitely showed that Abyss Mage not to mess with the one and only Spark Knight!” Klee giggled as Kaeya ruffled her hair.
“Now that our foe has been dispatched my dear knight, we must continue on our journey!” Klee snapped to attention as Kaeya spoke in a commanding tone (playfully, of course). “Onwards!” Klee gave Kaeya an imitation of the Knight’s salute she had seen others do, and began marching in the direction Kaeya was pointing (towards the Winery).
Kaeya let out a quiet breath as Klee’s attention was turned away from him. He cast a glance back at the damaged tree and grass, the only indicators that there may have once been a foe there. While he appreciated an effective method of dispatching enemies, Klee didn't have enough control over her vision yet. That kind of power turned in the wrong direction became a threat, and while Kaeya knew Klee would never intentionally harm anyone she cared about, it wouldn’t be too incredibly difficult for someone to manipulate Klee for the worse.
“Kaeya!” Klee whisper-shouted as she scampered back towards him. “A fox!”
She pointed excitedly towards the treeline, where Kaeya could just make out the figure of a startled fox before it dashed away into the trees, scared by Klee’s movement. Klee frowned as she glanced back to find the fox nowhere to be seen. “I promise it was just there.”
“Don’t worry, Klee. I managed to see it before it ran off. It was quite an adorable fox indeed.” Klee seemed to cheer up a little knowing Kaeya had managed to catch a glimpse of her find, but she still seemed rather sad that it had not stayed for long. “Say, Klee, why don’t we head over to the pond near Springvale, where we can enjoy some of our snacks packed for us by Lisa.”
At the mention of the snacks she had painstakingly picked out, Klee perked up again. “Okay!”
It took them longer than normal to make their way to the lake as Kaeya took the long route, navigating around any monsters or elemental beings to avoid potential disaster. Klee did seem to be slightly disappointed by the lack of opportunities to show off her new explosives, but Kaeya wasn’t willing to take the risk.
As they reached the edge of the water, Klee peered out over the reflective surface, a wavy mirror of the blue sky above. “Remember, Klee, no fish blasting today.” Kaeya reminded her as he spotted the flickering movements of a few fish below the surface of the water.
“Hmm.” Klee pouted, having noticed the fish herself.
“We have Miss Lisa’s snacks we can enjoy today, so we don’t need to go fishing.”
“Oh, yeah! I even picked one out for you!” Klee practically threw off her pack as she scrambled to go through its delicious contents (separated from the explosives, of course).
Once Kaeya and Klee had settled down on a blanket at the edge of the lake with their snacks, a sparkly chocolate for Klee and a small violet cake flavored with wolfhook berries (which Kaeya believed she had chosen for the color) for Kaeya, he began contemplating how to begin a rather difficult conversation. Adults were easy to question, all you had to do is figure out what type of person they were, then play to that. If Kaeya could get them talking, most people would eventually talk about almost anything, letting secrets or details slip if they believed they were talking to a trusted stranger. Someone who would keep their secret, but who they wouldn’t worry about having to face again at another time.
But children…they were different. They understood both so much and so little at the same time. The lines they drew for themselves were often different from adults, guided by partially-formed morals, fewer life experiences, and less care for social etiquette. The thing many people seemed to misunderstand about children was their resilience. They could endure much and continue on, but that doesn’t mean they would be invincible or simply forget the bad things. While Kaeya would tend to say that Klee not being allowed to read the letter from her mother wasn’t an extremely awful experience (relatively speaking), Klee was smart enough to sense that something was wrong, and so her mind had jumped to conclusions. Her imagination had likely created its own horrors that evolved and invaded her thoughts.
Now Kaeya was here to expose those visions for the false scenes they were. The issue was…how to broach the topic.
“Say, Klee,” Kaeya began as he watched Klee attempt to make a flower crown out of the surrounding grass and flowers, “I noticed you used a Dodoco that was much stronger than usual today.”
“Yep!” A few pieces of grass slowly came unwound from her bunch as she turned her attention excitedly to Kaeya, “I made it extra strong so it could beat any monsters!”
“Well, thus far it seems to be quite effective.” Kaeya said with a smile, handing Klee a cluster of small white flowers to add to the grassy chain. “I must ask though, why haven’t I seen such a Dodoco sooner?”
“I made it last night!” Klee said excitedly, “I stayed up suuuper late to finish it.” Klee’s eyes quickly widened as she slapped her hand over her mouth, dropping the ‘crown’ as she realized she let her secret slip. “Please don’t tell big brother Albedo!”
Kaeya shook his head solemnly, placing his hand over his heart. “Your secret is safe with me.” Unfortunately for Klee, her secret wasn’t really a secret as the people she wanted to keep it hidden from already knew about it, but Kaeya had no intention of telling her that.
“If I may be so bold,” Kaeya continued, talking as though he were interviewing Klee about one of her drawings“what inspired you to stay up so late to create this impressive piece?”
Klee’s attitude quickly changed, shoulders hunching as she paused in the middle of trying to tie a flower into her wonky circle. Kaeya remained silent. He knew that Klee would tell someone eventually, whether that ended up being Kaeya, Albedo, Lisa, or even Diona, but prying would do little good is she didn’t want to talk. She reminded him so much of Diluc when he was little…
“Mr. Kaeya?”
Kaeya’s voice grew gentler. “Yes, Klee?”
“I–mama…” Klee’s voice wavered as she hunched further over her crown.
“Take your time.”
Klee drew in a few deep breaths, grabbing the little Dodoco hanging off of her pack. “Every week, mama always sends me and big brother Albedo a letter about her adventures.” She paused, taking a few more steadying breaths “But yesterday, big brother wouldn’t let me read her letter, even though he always uses it to help me practice my reading. And–and–” She was doing her best to keep it together, but it certainly wasn’t easy for the young elf. Kaeya placed his hand gently on her back, and Klee turned to cling to his arm, burying her face in the fabric of his shirt. “Big brother said there was nothing wrong, but–but he looked worried when he read the letter!” She cried, clinging tighter to Kaeya’s sleeve. “Big brother Albedo never looks worried, so I know something bad happened!” After that, Klee broke down fully into sobs, any following words entirely incomprehensible.
Kaeya turned slightly to gently rub her back in a soothing manner. So it was as Albedo suspected. It didn’t surprise Kaeya too much. Most people didn’t give Klee proper credit because she was such a cheerful and easily distracted child, but she was still very perceptive at times. She had been living with Albedo long enough to notice the slight changes in his expression and demeanor, she was suspicious when something changed from their normal routine, and she was already concerned for her mother. Those things assembled into a single conclusion in Klee’s mind. Klee may not have understood all the evils and dangers of the world, but, just like any child in Mondstadt, she had been taught to be wary of monsters and the Abyss. She knew her mother was going out into the world where there were many monsters and she was scared. Kaeya knew it would take nothing short of an archon, or maybe even a shade to hurt Alice, but Klee didn’t understand the sheer amount of power her mother held.
It took a little while for her sobs to die out, and when they finally did, Kaeya glanced down, finding a sleeping Klee. Between the late night, the emotions, and their walk, Klee had thoroughly tired herself out. Kaeya turned his attention back up to the sky, trying to estimate the time from the sun. They should still have a few hours before their meeting with Albedo at the Winery.
Kaeya cautiously shifted himself so that both he and Klee were in a more comfortable position, the pyro user still clinging tightly to his tear-dampened sleeve as he pulled the blanket they were sitting on up around her. They could rest here for a while.