[Diluc makes a show of thinking about it. He hums in soft consideration and spends a few moments in contemplative silence as he takes another draw on the cigarette and flicks a little of the ash over the edge of the porch.]
Good question.
[He doesn't give details about what he has in mind because he is sure that Kaeya knows. There's really only one thing that it could be.]
I think I could manage it. The real question is, could you handle working so closely with me?
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Good question.
[He doesn't give details about what he has in mind because he is sure that Kaeya knows. There's really only one thing that it could be.]
I think I could manage it. The real question is, could you handle working so closely with me?