I don't need a rational answer right now.

[It was a very bratty and pouty answer that Kaeya replied with, but there was no heat or malice behind it. He was just tired and in pain.

He lifted the blanket for Venti to slide in and cuddle in close. Kaeya eagerly buried his face against the archon's chest. He sighed softly.]

I don't want there to be a next time either, but duly noted. I don't think I've gotten in this much trouble even in all my years in the Knights.