[diluc would not have expected that the person responsible for the weight of the stare that had been following him around this entire time would be a fucking harbinger. he has to reign in the immediate urge to reach for a claymore that isn't there, to fight a man he hasn't met but has heard plenty about. he is making a clear effort, his breathing audible and eyes diluting when he sees childe. he should get an award for all this restraint. it's one thing to see low-ranked nobody fatui wandering mondstadt streets. it's another thing entirely to be faced with someone who actually matters in the organization.
it's difficult to separate his deep-seated hatred from the reality that is both of their current situation. teyvat is gone. there is no fatui, no mondstadt - all of it is gone.
well, for now, if diluc had anything to say about it.
and while he may not know childe in the slightest, when the other's expression shifts into something much friendlier, he knows it's all a façade. he has no idea why the esteemed traveler, someone he respects and genuinely cares about, would spare the fatui a moment of their time. maybe there's something about this man in particular that only they can see - but diluc only sees the trails of blood that lead straight to the entire organization.]
Get to the point, Harbinger. [he already doesn't like small talk. but small talk with a harbinger? he'd rather eat a slime whole.] What are you trying to accomplish by following me?
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it's difficult to separate his deep-seated hatred from the reality that is both of their current situation. teyvat is gone. there is no fatui, no mondstadt - all of it is gone.
well, for now, if diluc had anything to say about it.
and while he may not know childe in the slightest, when the other's expression shifts into something much friendlier, he knows it's all a façade. he has no idea why the esteemed traveler, someone he respects and genuinely cares about, would spare the fatui a moment of their time. maybe there's something about this man in particular that only they can see - but diluc only sees the trails of blood that lead straight to the entire organization.]
Get to the point, Harbinger. [he already doesn't like small talk. but small talk with a harbinger? he'd rather eat a slime whole.] What are you trying to accomplish by following me?