CALL ME OUT

[circuitice]

this post for CMO for kaeya. new threads and TLs to go here

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[khaenriahn]

[ his return to the nation of freedom is not one dainsleif had expected to happen to soon. there had been, however, recent developments that led him here; at that same tavern from months past, the same table, the same seat.

this time, it is not golden hair that approaches him. at the corner of his eyes, he sees: dark-blue hair, brown skin, eyes much like his while also not. it is not a coincidence or a work of fate that they have come to meet again. for what other reason, after all, would his feet bring him back to mondstadt? ]

... Apple Cider. [ is the answer he gives him, first.

second, next to him? really? ] I doubt you're surprised to see me here.

[ considering what has last happened back in sumeru, at the very least. he might not be entirely familiar with kaeya, but he doubts this is all too surprising. ]

[circuitice]

Apple cider it is, then. I'll give Charles my best regards.

[ he says easily, preferring to not address the second statement. Is he surprised? Not entirely-- but in the sense that he wasn't expecting today of all days... ]

And we can discuss how surprised I am over those drinks, hm?

[khaenriahn]

[ first assessment: kaeya is one of those people. the kind of person who does not answer questions, and paints a picture according to their own will and whims. dainsleif, here, is simply one of the many colors being used.

he doesn't entirely mind it. there is a bigger picture to be seen. ]

Are you more likely to run your mouth under the influence of alcohol, or keep quiet?

[ it is, despite the wording, not shade, but mere curiosity. ]

[circuitice]

Much more likely to run my mouth.

Ahhh, but I don't need any help with that, of course.

[ he'll go get the drinks, low key grateful that it isn't the owner bartending today. Charles is much easier to deal with, in terms of simple exchange of money for alcohol.

he returns, with two glasses. ]

As thanks, in advance.

[khaenriahn]

[ more likely to run his mouth, he says, and dainsleif doesn't believe it one bit.

he watches as kaeya leaves to fetch the drinks from the corner of his eyes, and watches as he returns with them. dainsleif, being dainsleif, doesn't touch the cider just yet. ]

Is it a Mondstadt custom to drink during work hours?

[ again, a question bathed in curiosity and nothing more. ]

[circuitice]

[ he laughs ]

You've been here at least once, haven't you? Surely you've gotten some grasp of it.

Besides, it's my lunch break.

[ is it? who knows, nor cares. No one seems surprised in the slightest to see him there, either. ]