[ Color rises up her cheeks once more as he speaks. For a moment, she can't help but think that he sounds a little like his brother might, his words flowery and sweet—
(The difference being that where Kaeya might say such things in a flirtatious, playful tone, Diluc's words are genuine.)
She knows the comparison will offend him, and so she says nothing to that effect, but the warmth from it is still in her cheeks as she absorbs the meaning of the words, her hold on him tightening ever so slightly.
Perhaps it's strange to get so caught up in it, but the thought that, even for a moment, that she can be the only thing that exists to anyone—
She shakes her head, her smile somewhere between amused and gently shy, and no doubt he's the first person to ever see a look like this on her face and live to see the next moment. To be honest, she would have bet against the gods themselves if they'd told her this is what was going to happen...
And yet here they are. ]
I'm not quite used to the part where I feel so much.
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(The difference being that where Kaeya might say such things in a flirtatious, playful tone, Diluc's words are genuine.)
She knows the comparison will offend him, and so she says nothing to that effect, but the warmth from it is still in her cheeks as she absorbs the meaning of the words, her hold on him tightening ever so slightly.
Perhaps it's strange to get so caught up in it, but the thought that, even for a moment, that she can be the only thing that exists to anyone—
She shakes her head, her smile somewhere between amused and gently shy, and no doubt he's the first person to ever see a look like this on her face and live to see the next moment. To be honest, she would have bet against the gods themselves if they'd told her this is what was going to happen...
And yet here they are. ]
I'm not quite used to the part where I feel so much.
[ She doesn't entirely hate it. ]