[ for the most part, kaeya looks as though he is already checked out, paying attention to all the discussions without so much of a shift in his expression. the only times that this was not the case was mostly during the arguments regarding how life doesn't deserve to be snuffed out because of suffering. pain can be overcome, no matter how hard it'll be; sometimes all you need is just a tiny spark of hope.
but what happens when you have none left?
kaeya isn't diluc. he isn't jean. he isn't the traveler. he isn't like any of them at all, so bright and vibrant, and here he is, withering away as though he has nothing left. it makes him wonder whose side he'd be on if he was simply just a better person, like they all are, but he's not. he isn't.
he doesn't think he ever will be.
and when he catches himeka looking his way again, he stares right back at her. what does she want? ]
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but what happens when you have none left?
kaeya isn't diluc. he isn't jean. he isn't the traveler. he isn't like any of them at all, so bright and vibrant, and here he is, withering away as though he has nothing left. it makes him wonder whose side he'd be on if he was simply just a better person, like they all are, but he's not. he isn't.
he doesn't think he ever will be.
and when he catches himeka looking his way again, he stares right back at her. what does she want? ]