You’re laughing with another knight after training, and Kaeya walks up — seemingly casual — but something snaps.

Kaeya walks over, twirling a dagger between his fingers.

“Careful, or I might think you’re replacing me with someone less… charming.”

You grin at him, playful. “Maybe I already have.”

He laughs — sharp, a little too loud and then before he can stop himself.

“Not funny when I’m already jealous, you know.”

The words slip out like a knife drawn too fast.

His eye widens just a fraction — realizing — but he covers it with a cocky smile.

“Pretend you didn’t hear that, would you? For both our sakes.”