[ Trahearne just so happens to turn, as he's busying himself with cleaning things up. He isn't expecting the sudden drop of weight in his arms, nor the familiar voice or the face.
He brightens. ]
Kaeya! [ He shifts the picnic basket in his arms. ] Thank you, I am--we are. [ He glances back at Syrlya, who's busy doing other things. ] It's good to see you. Are you here for Amber?
:gasp:
He brightens. ]
Kaeya! [ He shifts the picnic basket in his arms. ] Thank you, I am--we are. [ He glances back at Syrlya, who's busy doing other things. ] It's good to see you. Are you here for Amber?