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ᴋᴀᴇʏᴀ ᴀʟʙᴇʀɪᴄʜ ([personal profile] whatsthehurry) wrote 2022-12-03 04:19 am (UTC)

[ kaeya is distracted, peering over his shoulder and out the window, toward the tall hill, but he can't make out a shape there, can't tell whether or not the man is lingering. when lightning flashes, he can see a little more clearly, but not clearly enough to tell for sure. rain pounds hard against the glass panes, thunder rattles the windows in their frames.

but then albedo is there, kneeling in front of him, looking at him with such kind eyes, and he's feeling a little better. maybe it's the fact that the real kaeya knows this man, knows he's trustworthy, but.. this kaeya trusts him, too. they've only just met, but albedo's presence puts him at ease. his eyes are so warm. ]


.. okay.

[ he nods, and takes a deep breath through his nose. time to be tough again. time to be strong. conceal, don't feel!! ]

I want to help you too, Mr. Albedo.

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