“Pick place out in the wilderness. It helps you adjust.” Kaeya says as he moves another branch. His ear swivels to catch the sound of a crew moving through then rights. “…for me there is a thread of ‘wild’ in my magic now. It could be you might find the wild magic within and be able to tug it somehow? Mine is buried in the Cryo. They’re pretty much one now.”

He can’t do anything with it. Which is…fine. He got used to the trouble.