[He doesn't ask if Venti is capable of doing so. In this at least, he's sure he can trust the archon to keep a secret. Diluc gets himself a glass of water and takes a small sip, glancing down at Venti over the rim of the glass.
Someone he likes?
He's already come across Jean, and she'd seemed oddly relieved to see him as well. It had never much occurred to Diluc that other people might view his presence as a source of comfort. His, not that of a hidden vigilante.]
Hmph. [He shakes his head.] You like my coin purse, bard. Don't think you can win me over so easily.
[ It's easy to keep secrets. He's kept many others. Despite his easy demeanor, he isn't about to spoil someone else's time. Freedom doesn't mean ruining Diluc's day, after all.
But the reality was that Venti cares a lot for Diluc. Sure, he cares about all of his people from Mondstadt. But there's some that he's certainly more bonded to. Some that he spends time around and have grown to appreciate and care about differently - more genuinely. Less like a god and more like a friend.
Diluc is among them. ]
Hey, I've managed fine before you were here, too. I don't need your coin purse!
[ Which means -- ]
I want to be around you. Is it so unbelievable that I actually like you?
[He shoots a sidelong glance Venti's way and doesn't immediately answer. Is it that unbelievable that the archon might just want to be around him for no other reason than the enjoyment of his company?
Diluc is relatively sure that no one really enjoys his company for very long, at least in the past year or so. He's sharp-tongued and prone to cutting remarks, and he has none of the exuberance that he had when he was younger. Before--]
No.
[It's not that he doesn't believe Venti. Maybe it's more that he doesn't want to believe him.]
[ He's teasing as he sips at his juice while watching Diluc. He has his typical almost devious grin as he watches Diluc. Yeah, he says that he has great taste, but he doesn't really care if others think that he does or not. ]
[It's completely without thought that he reaches out and gives Venti's hair a gentle ruffle. He realises a moment later what he's doing, his hand stilling on top of his head and then immediately withdrawing, but the quiet fondness has already been conveyed and he can't take it back.]
I make no promises.
[There are... problems there. Ones that Venti can't know about.]
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Date: 2021-09-05 11:25 am (UTC)[He doesn't ask if Venti is capable of doing so. In this at least, he's sure he can trust the archon to keep a secret. Diluc gets himself a glass of water and takes a small sip, glancing down at Venti over the rim of the glass.
Someone he likes?
He's already come across Jean, and she'd seemed oddly relieved to see him as well. It had never much occurred to Diluc that other people might view his presence as a source of comfort. His, not that of a hidden vigilante.]
Hmph. [He shakes his head.] You like my coin purse, bard. Don't think you can win me over so easily.
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Date: 2021-09-06 03:35 am (UTC)[ It's easy to keep secrets. He's kept many others. Despite his easy demeanor, he isn't about to spoil someone else's time. Freedom doesn't mean ruining Diluc's day, after all.
But the reality was that Venti cares a lot for Diluc. Sure, he cares about all of his people from Mondstadt. But there's some that he's certainly more bonded to. Some that he spends time around and have grown to appreciate and care about differently - more genuinely. Less like a god and more like a friend.
Diluc is among them. ]
Hey, I've managed fine before you were here, too. I don't need your coin purse!
[ Which means -- ]
I want to be around you. Is it so unbelievable that I actually like you?
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Date: 2021-09-08 05:09 pm (UTC)Diluc is relatively sure that no one really enjoys his company for very long, at least in the past year or so. He's sharp-tongued and prone to cutting remarks, and he has none of the exuberance that he had when he was younger. Before--]
No.
[It's not that he doesn't believe Venti. Maybe it's more that he doesn't want to believe him.]
But there's no accounting for taste.
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Date: 2021-09-12 04:31 pm (UTC)[ He's teasing as he sips at his juice while watching Diluc. He has his typical almost devious grin as he watches Diluc. Yeah, he says that he has great taste, but he doesn't really care if others think that he does or not. ]
Think better of yourself, Diluc.
[ It sounds like he's chiding him. ]
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Date: 2021-09-15 11:40 am (UTC)I make no promises.
[There are... problems there. Ones that Venti can't know about.]
But I'll think about it.
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Date: 2021-09-16 08:39 pm (UTC)I'm glad, then. That's all I ask.