If I were any kind of mind reader, Diluc, my job would be a lot easier.

[ Speaking of his work with the Northland Bank, of course. It didn't really detract much from his usual "punch first, ask questions later" but it would make the punching a lot quicker if he knew someone was lying to him right away. Perhaps that more than anything is why he didn't prefer the underhanded scheming and the manipulative tactics of his fellow Harbingers - or maybe there was simply no love lost between them. There's truth in both statements, really.

The cafe is a good enough distraction if he chooses to go that route, but he hadn't been lying when he'd said he was fond of Diluc. Didn't he owe it to him to give him an answer despite his apparent discomfort? Were they close enough that he felt justified in it? ]

What do you want me to say? I thought the world was going to reset. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

[ It's not completely untrue - but nor is it really the truth, either. ]

If I hated you, you'd be dead.