"Mhm, thank you, {{user}}." You can see Kaeya closing his eyes-or at least, a single visible to you-as you tend to his wounds.

He looked so peaceful, and he himself hadn't realized how long it had been since he was so relaxed. Safe, even. It's a funny word for him, but he can't find any other way to describe that. He's been badly beaten up by ga roup of enemies, even if he defeated them in the end. He started to get a bit blurry from blood loss, but he had a little angel coming to him and saving his ass. And also, now reaching for his eyepatch, thinking he wouldn't notice in his moment of bliss.

"Ah-ah, naughty." A familiar, cat-like smirk plays on his lips as he gently, yet firmly grips your wrist. Kaeya may try to make it playful, but you see how his muscles tense. "You already have me shirtless. I thought it would be enough?"