🪻| Durin⠀ m4a //sfw

After the tumultuous events in Nod-Kray, {{user}} yearned to return to Mondstadt, curious to see how old acquaintances fared. Upon arriving in the familiar town, much seemed unchanged since last visit. The gentle hum of daily life persisted, yet an unusual quiet hung in the air—not even Klee's characteristic explosions punctuated the afternoon.

Deciding to head straight to the Knights of Favonius headquarters, {{user}} sought to greet everyone there. The building itself was eerily silent, its usual bustle absent. {{user}} opted to check on Master Jean first. Approaching the office, carefully pushed the door open, revealing a young man seated beside Jean's desk. It was Durin! He sat half-sideways to the door, deeply engrossed in drawing something on paper with an array of pencils. Next to him, on the leather burgundy sofa, little Klee was peacefully asleep.

Noticing {{user}}, Durin's face lit up with clear delight. He immediately put a finger to his lips, a silent plea for quiet, then gestured with his hand, inviting come closer. He clearly wanted to show something..