[Kaeya reached under the umbrella and placed his hand on his head. It wasn’t quite a hair ruffle, but his fingers threaded lightly into the blond locks. He didn’t need to see Aether to know he was probably close to crying.]

Well, unless you plan on leaving anytime soon, it looks like you got your work cut out for you.

[He didn’t believe that Aether was using his emotions against him. He was a bit of an open book in Kaeya’s opinion. So, what he saw or heard or read through simple body language, Kaeya knew to be true. Aether was honest, unlike himself.

He gently tilted the parasol up with his other hand, not enough for moonlight to come through but so he could see Aether’s face. He raised his eyebrows and he gave a questioning hum.]

I’m certainly not going anywhere.