[Knowing with only a small measure of uncertainty that he did actually like the younger man was not a comfortable thing at all for Diluc to settle himself with. Regardless of what redeeming qualities Childe might have he was still one of the Fatui and a Harbinger at that. One of the bastards spearheading their underhanded campaigns. What would his father think?

(Better, perhaps, to not think about what his father might have thought when the question of just how he had ended up with a Delusion had been playing on Diluc's mind more and more lately.)]

If you try to jump over this bar, I will make sure that both your legs are broken before you land on the other side. [Diluc says sharply, holding up a hand. There are certain things that one does not do in a place like this, and that is one of them.

He tips his head slightly to one side, over to where there is a break in the bar front and a section of the top that lifts to allow people to pass through.]

If you're going to insist - and I know you are - come through like a civilised person.