[this is perhaps the hardest choice kaeya's ever had to make. and he wonders, for a brief moment, if maybe he shouldn't have gotten involved with anyone to avoid this very scenario. but that thought is quickly tossed out, because the happiness he's experienced with roman is unparalleled. he wouldn't trade it for anything.

but the choice between telling diluc and hurting the one he loves is. difficult, even soothed as he is with roman's confirmation and validation. he's anxious, he realizes. anxious because he knows how to make this right - knows how to wipe that look off roman's face - but isn't sure if it's the right choice for him. he's caught at an impasse, a fork in the road.

a careful, measured breath.]

Don't be sorry. You have nothing to apologize for. You're- [it pains him a little to admit this but-] -absolutely right.

[he brings roman's hands up to rest his forehead against them. another measured breath.]

I don't- I don't know if I can talk to him, even knowing that. But I can promise to think about it.