[He lets out a chuff of laughter. Diluc doesn't miss the almost reverent way that the archon chooses to touch him and he glances away from Venti's face, following the movement of his hand instead. When he shifts in closer, Diluc wraps his arm around him and gives him a small squeeze.]
I've been told. Warm.
[Whether by virtue of his Vision or simply because he's a naturally warm-bodied person, he doesn't know, but he has been told he's comfortable and cosy by those who have been daring enough to think they can say such a thing.]
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I've been told. Warm.
[Whether by virtue of his Vision or simply because he's a naturally warm-bodied person, he doesn't know, but he has been told he's comfortable and cosy by those who have been daring enough to think they can say such a thing.]
You can go to sleep if you want to. I don't mind.