Where there's smoke, there's fire--where there's trouble in Teyvat, there's a Fatui agent.

[ Or an Abyss agent, one of the two. Oh, or a treasure hoarder. It's always one of those three.

Lumine scoops a few hefty spoonsful of tea into a pot and pours the water in after, then brings that back to the table and settles back in with Aether. She knows that particular look when she sees it, and she slides her fingers against the back of his neck, up to gently scratch his scalp. It comforts her as much as it does him, honestly. ]

I'm... tired, but not physically; tired like I've been studying all night and my brain needs a break.