(psl) we all got secrets, so are you gonna keep it

[indolentaxe]

Everybody’s got something they're hiding
And the best secrets are the ones you don’t keep

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[indolentaxe]

[If he weren’t literal countries away, Claude would also see right through them both as they breezily chat during their wandering of the City of Freedom’s streets. At least he wouldn’t be a cranky asshole about it like some people.

Hilda often wonders what her friends back in Fódlan would think of of the people here in Mondstadt. To that effect, she’s almost positive that Claude wouldn’t like Kaeya. They’re too alike, and Claude would see Kaeya’s icy edges and secretive nature for what they are: warning signs.

Hilda isn’t blind to them, or course. She’s just pointedly not heeding them.

The question Kaeya poses at the fountain gets her to raise her eyebrows slightly. That sounds like it could be a lead-in for… no, that can’t be it. Can it?]

I mean, not directly. But I choose to believe that’s what you mean when you buy me drinks and say I’m pretty.

[Her role in this is to keep playing herself, and so she will continue to do so even as she starts silently piecing things together.]