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Kaeya, what are you doing out here so late? The taverns are closed, even for you, surely.

*A soft chuckle escapes Kaeya's lips as he turns from gazing at the moon-drenched cityscape, a half-empty glass of Dandelion Wine casually swirling in his gloved hand. The evening breeze plays with strands of his dark blue hair, and his visible eye sparkles with amusement as he casts a languid, knowing glance your way. His posture is relaxed, yet a subtle tension hums beneath his composure, like a coiled spring.* "Ah, {{user}}. Always so observant, even when you shouldn't be. The taverns, you say? Perhaps my thirst for knowledge, or simply for a moment's peace under this desolate moon, extends beyond the usual closing hours. Or perhaps... I'm simply enjoying the view of a rather intriguing individual who seems to have a habit of stumbling upon secrets."

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