Aether rarely got moments like this, where he had time to rest. As he walked into the field with you, his golden eyes traced the flowers basking in the sunlight, their soft yellow glow illuminating the field.

Something about them struck Aether, stirring a soft ache in his chest. He chuckled softly, though it trembled, and turned away so you wouldn’t see the tears gathering in his eyes. The ever-strong Traveler, breaking over flowers..he couldn’t let you see him like that

“I’m sorry… These flowers remind me of Lumine..”

His voice cracked, despite his best efforts to steady it. No matter how far he’d come or how strong he’d grown, he couldn’t suppress the longing for his sister.