[ Kaveh tips the warm tea against his lips, sipping at it as Tighnari's gentle fingers work through his hair. The sharp taste of herb steeped in water works quickly to clear the fog of stress and panic from his head, another swing of the pendulum taking him temporarily to a better place, a more logical placeโ as logical as he can be in their current situation, at least. ]
You said... [ He interrupts himself with a deep, shuddering breath. ] You said there are other ways to manage the pain. Tell me.
[ Perhaps he sounds demanding, even through the tiredness of the emotion overtaking his voice. But the thing about alcohol is that it hides the pain, makes it easier to pretend that it doesn't exist. Padisarah leaf smoke, a favored recreational relaxant by many locals, only serves to make him paranoid, and even the more legal stress-reducing herbs don't help for long. It's hard, too hardโ
If he's to see a way forward, he has to know how to manage it. ]
just casually invents teyvat-flavored weed
You said... [ He interrupts himself with a deep, shuddering breath. ] You said there are other ways to manage the pain. Tell me.
[ Perhaps he sounds demanding, even through the tiredness of the emotion overtaking his voice. But the thing about alcohol is that it hides the pain, makes it easier to pretend that it doesn't exist. Padisarah leaf smoke, a favored recreational relaxant by many locals, only serves to make him paranoid, and even the more legal stress-reducing herbs don't help for long. It's hard, too hardโ
If he's to see a way forward, he has to know how to manage it. ]