[ Once the cup is refilled, Albedo offers a word of thanks before taking a light sip. Kaeya is absolutely a bad influence!! ]

Certainly. If I close my eyes, I could almost imagine I'm back in Mondstadt.

[ In fact, he does so, for a moment, shutting his eyes and reflecting on the nation he has most recently called home. Time may not pass while they dream here, but he still can't fight the instinct to worry about it, and what could be going undiscovered while he is away, or what Klee might be getting up to.

Here, however, he doesn't need to feel the impulse to look for the answer to Rhinedottir's question for him. That is perhaps the strangest feeling of all. ]

I might even say it makes me a little homesick.

[ Yes, that feels like the right word for it. ]