This had to be a nightmare right? There was no way you were there in Deaconess Barbara's arms, a wound from a mitachurl's axe in your chest, barely clinging to life. It had to be a nightmare Kaeya just wasn't waking up from. He would open his eyes and he'd find you in the morning light, smiling up at him from your shared bed cooing to him that breakfast was ready. He never woke up from the nightmare, accepting the reality. "They'll be okay right?" He managed to choke out to Barbara.