[ As soon as Kaeya gets the man away from this workbench, Binghe bites his own thumb to draw blood and squeezes a trickle of it out into the coffee. Then he draws back and nods to Kaeya. ]
Ah, if you don't mind me asking, sir, what was it you were working on here?
[ He gestures to the sketches on the workbench, the paper marked with a couple of rings from the mug. ]
I was speaking to your daughter earlier, and she mentioned some of your current projects...
[ He chats with him for a while about the things he discussed with his daughter. A little about his daughter, too; he seems both extremely fond of her and very proud of her little kid achievements. Binghe makes eye contact with Kaeya again and gives a little nod to indicate everything is proceeding smoothly, and within a few minutes the man takes a long swig from his mug of coffee. Binghe stops talking mid-sentence and the man collapses to the floor with a stifled gasp of shock and pain. ]
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Ah, if you don't mind me asking, sir, what was it you were working on here?
[ He gestures to the sketches on the workbench, the paper marked with a couple of rings from the mug. ]
I was speaking to your daughter earlier, and she mentioned some of your current projects...
[ He chats with him for a while about the things he discussed with his daughter. A little about his daughter, too; he seems both extremely fond of her and very proud of her little kid achievements. Binghe makes eye contact with Kaeya again and gives a little nod to indicate everything is proceeding smoothly, and within a few minutes the man takes a long swig from his mug of coffee. Binghe stops talking mid-sentence and the man collapses to the floor with a stifled gasp of shock and pain. ]