Dreams from the Stars Above

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

ACT TWO ; PART THREE
"Farewell, You Idiotic Fucking Bastard"

Kaveh was, understandably, confused. Waking up from whatever the fuck that was then immediately getting launched into getting random shit for the Rite of Parting? Let's start from the beginning, in this particular architect's point of view.

After he woke up, Zhongli fussed over him for a few minutes. Then him and the group (minus Childe, who was trying to use chopsticks) confirmed he was alright and resumed the conversation.

Meanwhile, he was thinking about what in the name of Lesser Lord Kusanali that shit was. What the hell is Sepheria? Why was Alhaitham there? Why was Zhongli and Ryu there?!

There were many questions swimming through Kaveh's mind, that he barely registered the conversation ending. 

"If we are agreed, come with me. We will speak of the details as we walk," Zhongli said, and he snapped out of his wild thoughts as the man stood up.

"Alright, my bridge-building work here is done. Turned out well, didn't it?" Childe asked, smiling. "You can go if you want to, don't worry about me. I might just have a few more drinks... and get acquainted with these things they call "chopsticks" in the meantime."

Ryu sighed. "You guys can go. I'll help Childe over here. I genuinely feel kind of bad for this guy."

He trailed behind Zhongli and his temporary travelling companions. He'll figure everything he missed out! Probably.

...Hopefully.

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Childe had no idea why Ryu was staying.

'Ah, he probably wants to ask me questions or threaten me because I'm a fatui harbinger,' he thought, just barely catching a chopstick he almost dropped.

"Wow, you are terrible at that," Ryu chuckled, taking a seat beside him and grabbing his hand.

The harbinger blushed as the dragon adjusted the chopsticks on his hand. He focused on the warmth the other's hand brought.

"You should put your finger like this."

Ryu grabbed another set of chopsticks just nearby and grabbed the first pair, holding it like a pencil. Childe felt a small bit of disappointment as the warmth wrapped around his hand was removed.

"Rest it here and secure it like... this."

Childe watched carefully. What, he's not gonna make even more of a fool of himself because he didn't know how to use a chopstick. He doesn't want Zhongli to tease him anymore, after all.

"Put the other chopstick on this finger— No, Childe. You're doing it wrong again. Here, it's like this."

Ryu set down his chopsticks and gently changed the way the ginger held his chopsticks to what he assumed was the correct way.

'This gentleness... Huh, this is pretty new,' the harbinger thought, watching with soulless eyes as Ryu explained how to hold a chopstick and what not to do. 'Hah, I think I like it. I feel alive... like in battle, but better!'

"Try picking up something with the chopsticks," Ryu told him, watching him. He grabbed a nearby dumpling and managed to pick it up without it dropping or breaking! He dropped it on his plate and looked at his dear friend with childish glee.

'Right, he got dropped into the Abyss as a child,' the raven haired man thought to himself as Childe celebrated being able to pick up something. The harbinger grabbed the dumpling and put it in his mouth.