[He twists his fingers and the ice gathers in his palm. Square cubes form in the air and become bars of ice. He hums as he closes his hand around them. Kaeya studies the ice and pulls off his gloves one after the other. He tosses them aside.]
It's best we get some kind of cloth to wrap around these. We don't want to press ice directly to the skin.
[His tail curls at the tip as he flicks his left ear.] They're going to last a while. Maybe longer than I can guess.
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It's best we get some kind of cloth to wrap around these. We don't want to press ice directly to the skin.
[His tail curls at the tip as he flicks his left ear.] They're going to last a while. Maybe longer than I can guess.