There’s very little that would get him to climb rocks on a good day, let alone a mediocre one such as today. Finding out who else is reckless enough to wander through Dragonspine at this hour unfortunately isn’t on that list, either. There’s a reason why he keeps out of Liyue.

“Can’t you go harass some hilichurls instead of me? Let me out, dude!”

A metallic, nails-on-chalkboard kind of laugh follows, echoing through the empty area. Yesung places it instantly, recognition creeping up his back. Along with the feeling that maybe stopping an abyss mage from causing harm to a random citizen probably does make that list. Screw his quiet, no bloodshed evening, apparently.

All because, somehow, people still seem not to have heard just stay the hell out of Dragonspine enough times already. What’s even worse, everything else aside, is that the voice still sounds extremely familiar. And the pool of people who would call an abyss mage ‘dude’ is very, very small.

Fine. Yesung’s grip on his claymore tightens, anguish pooling in his stomach at the mere thought of letting go of his favorite warmth source—once again. Then, weapon away, he steps closer to the side of the mountain. Let’s try this one more time.

“ you, Kyuhyun! I hope you get robbed by Fatui agents on the way back!”

Yesung almost loses his already unstable grip on the edge of the rock.

You’ve got to be ing kidding.

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[Cross-posted from AO3]