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I made this when I was trying to make up angst scenes for dain before sleeping (as one does) but I'm not sure if it's actually any good. Lmk what you think!

“... Then, the threads of all fate will be yours to re-weave. My memory has all but faded completely... but I will always remember how much she too, loved these flowers.”

Dainsleif's voice comes to a halt but you don't miss his tone of it. The longing clearly laced behind his sentiment. The faraway look in his eyes. As if the very subject of his desires was right there. Standing under the stars on the edge of the cliff, looking back at him too.

In turn, your own gazes up at him with such admiration. He does have a way with words that woo you off your feet — despite his words not being for you, despite the subtle feeling of upset settling in the depths of your stomach.

Dainsleif grazed the petals with such gentleness that you think he might be pretending it's the girl he's talking about. You sigh, a smile on your lips and you bury yourself deeper into your crossed arms, the smell of grass and Mondstadt's soil covers your senses. “You were in love with her.”

Dainsleif's hand freeze on the flower. Stunned. As if this was the first time someone outside of himself told him straightforwardly of his bottled up feelings. And it was the first time. Hell, he wasn't even sure of himself but the way you said it... with such certainty and void of denial.

It takes him a while to respond. "I wasn't."

You stare at him, quiet, the sides of your mouth falling to a grimace. Disappointed in him almost when it was so painfully obvious how in love he was with his previous companion. But you reckon on his own time he would recognize it himself. Or maybe he has after your statement, he just can't admit it.

“Then you still are.”

You don't say anything after that. You turn to your side on the grass, looking away and then closing your eyes to let sleep consume you, and not the prickling feeling in your heart.