[ The tease makes her bristle slightly, shoulders hiking up and fingers tightening around the glass as her eyes are firmly set on the wall before her. ]

It wasn't concern. I was being practical.

[ If Kaeya is injured, he won't be able to do much in the way of interrogating the locals, especially the ones who are less than likely to respond well to his friendliness. She also doesn't want her only last connection to Mondstadt to waste away from whatever had ailed him recently –okay, so maybe she's a little concerned. In spite of Kaeya's general Kaeya-ness, she would hate to lose him, but she's also not going to start mothering him when he's an adult who can make his own terrible life choices. ]

But I'll take you at your word and accept your deal. Be prepared to buy me plenty of drinks. Does the stipend from Yima at least replenish to make up for it, considering we might inadvertently wind up taking out some of the trash in her city...

[ At least on her end. That just comes with the nature of her 'interrogations.' ]