[a secret dirty gazebo is peak sexy, thanks. or: it's fun, flirting at reim? not because kaeya is uninterested, no, but because reim continues giving him those Looks before moving right along. kaeya likes those Looks. in his world, most of his free time is spent cavorting with criminals—and criminals always have something to prove. they did this; they did that; they are so strong, and so clever, and so eager to impress everyone around them.

but while this may be the second time they've spent time together, reim is, so far as kaeya can tell, just... unapologetically Reim. like, look at him now! telling this story with such a straight face—which kaeya studies in the dim (re: romantic!) light, smile turning that much more playful.]

For me alone, [he repeats, pretending as though he's oh-so awed.] Oh, I can imagine why you'd keep such a heavy secret to yourself. If we were back in Mondstadt, why, I might just have to take you in for questioning.

[haha! you bad, bad man, you! but anyway:]

So if you offer tea to me in the future, I should decline?