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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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[disdelusioned]

[Oh, his heart. With a request as genuine and heartbreaking as that, how can he say no?]

Of course, Ori. I'll talk as long as you need.

[As the settle in, he begins to tell her about Mondstadt. He keeps the topics light and simple, typically focusing on day to day minutia - collecting seashells, his childhood pet tortoise, the best time of year to pick grapes, the endless debates of what flower, exactly, a Windblume is...

He keeps talking long after he suspects she's fallen asleep, hoping that he can somehow influence her to have pleasant dreams of opens skies and gentle winds. After the frozen hell she's been through tonight, she deserves that kind of peace as she sleeps.]