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Ordo Favonius trainees have little time out of training, lest they face defeat in a fight. The exception is if the weather is too difficult to skirt around and excuse, resulting in the adults sending them all home with a firm reminder to practice their skills with weaponry.
On one such day, walking back to the Dawn Winery in light snow, the grass and pathways dusted with frost, three close friends find themselves discussing all manner of things, ranging from allogenes to Mondstadt's regional cuisine. Kar'ah Ragnvindr (or Alberich, they weren't sure), the youngest of the three, pipes up with a question. "I've been thinking. I need a name." they say with an awkward smile. Their brother, Diluc, who had been helping Jean Gunnhildr warm her hands on his vision, turns to them. "Hm? So, like, because you're not a girl and everything you think you need a boy's name?" he asks. Kar'ah is a little surprised by his straightforwardness with the question, but Diluc didn't fully understand how to word things a little less bluntly. They nod in response.
"How about we run through the kinds of names you like?" Jean suggests, and Kar'ah smiles.
"I like names that start with a 'D'. Or, ones that still don't sound all that Mondstadtian."
Diluc lists off a few, but Kar'ah shakes their head. "Or you could call yourself something like hilichurl! Or a hilichurlian name!" Diluc laughs, playfully smacking his sibling's arm. Jean adds onto this joke and suggest Kar'ah calls themself mitachurl.
"No, Diluc, I am not going to name myself after a fucking hilichurl." the blunette says with an exasperated groan.
Jean laughs and lists off a few more, and Kar'ah suddenly gasps.
"What about Kaeya? It's close enough- basically a male version of Kar'ah, and Father got me that initialled glass, so it still matches!" Kaeya cries happily, and Jean wraps him into a sideways hugs; Diluc claps.
"Mhm! It's perfect for you, little brother!"
"You're always going to be Kaeya Mitachurl Ragnvindr to me, of simply Mita for short." Jean adds with a smirk.
"Oh my Gods, Jean."