[ kaeya is no longer interested in what's going on all around them. their surroundings are beautiful, yes, but it threatens to lure out certain memories that he already left behind. there is a faint rush of laughter while a pair of young boys ran through the twist of the vineyard, glittering crystal flies blending in with the weave of stars and green energy overhead.

when he smiles at her, it's one that doesn't reach his eye. ]

Just take my words for what they are. There was a split in the road, and I took the wrong way. [ is he admitting that he's lost? maybe. he certainly doesn't feel like he belongs here. ] The other path was more interesting to me, that's all.