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[disdelusioned]

"Diluc, of Mondstadt. Not interested in idle chit-chat.
If you have things you want to get done, let me know."

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[hearthwarming]

[ He's right - she would never be able to write anything more explicit than what she's already written, and the only reason she's managed something as spicy as this is because she'd managed to weave a reference to their intimacy into a more earnest, wholesome anecdote about their day-to-day life together.

No hard feelings - she reads that loud and clear, and above all his response throws her for a loop. The mere thought of Diluc writing a limerick in turn, and one specifically about her, has her own cheeks burning up as she buries her face in her journal before responding. She's sure, now, that he must be feeling just as embarrassed. And besides that, "devours" is...

It's rather warm out today, isn't it? Surely it's the summer weather. ]

You picked a difficult word to rhyme with, but devours is a good choice... Not that I'm an expert?

It wasn't easy for me either, you know! It took me a whole afternoon to write that last one...

[disdelusioned]

[Totally the summer weather! Not at all the idea of being devoured by her boyfriend.]

That knowledge makes me feel better about my own half-formed thoughts, actually.

Also, because I was remiss in saying so before: thank you. It's very sweet that I was the inspiration for your limericks.

[It means she was thinking of him.]

[hearthwarming]

[ No, of course not! And on a totally different note, that is not at all related to the idea of being devoured by her boyfriend: ]

It really is challenging! What if I helped you? I bet we could finish the limerick together!

[ "finish the limerick" ]

And... You're welcome, moonlight! I hope that you know that even if I'm not writing poems about you, I'm always thinking about you, and you're always inspiring me. I'm really proud of you!

[disdelusioned]

[He looks forward to "finishing the limerick" later.]

You flatter me, beloved. Although I have to admit that the same is true of my thoughts of you.

[hearthwarming]

[ Oh, no. This was a mistake. Now she's going to be thinking about these messages all day, when she has so many little errands to run for people...! ]

That's so sweet of you, Diluc... I love you! ❀◕ ‿ ◕❀

[ She totally learned about doodling faces in messages from Thoma, okay. ]

Say, do you want to meet up to have lunch together later?

[disdelusioned]

[Thoma taught Diluc how to make the little faces as well. He doesn't use them himself, but he finds the fact that Ori does to be precious and endearing.]

And I love you, starlight. Always.

Lunch sounds wonderful. Where would you like for me to meet you?

[hearthwarming]

Let's meet at the plaza in town at half-past noon. We can decide where to go from there!

I have to get back to my deliveries, but I can't wait to see you later. I hope you have a really productive morning, my sweet. Good luck!