Perhaps, but I would rather not depend on wishes for that. I'll see if Diluc can recreate it here. He's the master of the winery I grew up on.

[He took the bottle back and set it down on the sand beside the rock he sat on. He rolled onto his stomach and let an arm fall into the water, letting it go with the low tide. If he found a seashell, he set it aside.

Yes, the Cavalry Captain was collecting seashells.]

I wouldn't dwell on that too much. It's much too serious for a nice night like this.

[He recalled something like that, but Kaeya was taking a "no news is good news" approach for now. Half a year with little to no information was worrying enough, worrying while in this form was simply too much.]

So, how's Brutus? Are you treating him well?