[Finishing a bit more of her drink, Hayame puts the flask back on her "belt" before holding out her hand in demand for Kaeya's arrows. They had to make sure they'd gotten their money's worth from that smithy. These arrows weren't made with bamboo like hers were- she's also a bit curious.
The eyepatch, though...]
... It has been, yes.
[A slight delay, as if admitting other people were right was still slightly difficult for her. But she does it. And when he hands over the arrows, she falls silent for the inspection beyond a low hum, bringing the fletching closer to her remaining eye and slowly running her gaze down the shaft looking for cracks.]
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The eyepatch, though...]
... It has been, yes.
[A slight delay, as if admitting other people were right was still slightly difficult for her. But she does it. And when he hands over the arrows, she falls silent for the inspection beyond a low hum, bringing the fletching closer to her remaining eye and slowly running her gaze down the shaft looking for cracks.]