[ The dismissive, almost defensive answer Diluc gives is enough to make him pause, most of the teasing he'd had prepared grinding to a halt on his lips. They've played nice together long enough that he'd like to think he can recognize when the redhead's reaching his last nerve, so to have him suddenly snap on him like that is a little strange.
He can read the social cues well enough, and he likes Diluc too much not to poke and prod at an obviously sore subject. So he only offers up a smile and a light shrug of his shoulder, leaning over and gently bumping their shoulders together. ]
That's fair enough. I wouldn't make you do something you wouldn't want to, you know. [ Not like he really could, but it just felt like something he had to say. Something that might soothe Diluc just to hear.
That done, he turns his attention back to the drinks at his disposal and begins looking over them again. He selects a few that are little more than straight up alcohol, with no flavors added to taste. After giving each of them a cursory sniff to determine their contents he sets to work pouring them each into one of the glasses provided, straight up, without any mixing whatsoever.
If Diluc happens to be looking he'll make sure to spin the bottles once capped and flip them with a little flourish and a flick of his wrist, unable to keep from showing off. ]
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He can read the social cues well enough, and he likes Diluc too much not to poke and prod at an obviously sore subject. So he only offers up a smile and a light shrug of his shoulder, leaning over and gently bumping their shoulders together. ]
That's fair enough. I wouldn't make you do something you wouldn't want to, you know. [ Not like he really could, but it just felt like something he had to say. Something that might soothe Diluc just to hear.
That done, he turns his attention back to the drinks at his disposal and begins looking over them again. He selects a few that are little more than straight up alcohol, with no flavors added to taste. After giving each of them a cursory sniff to determine their contents he sets to work pouring them each into one of the glasses provided, straight up, without any mixing whatsoever.
If Diluc happens to be looking he'll make sure to spin the bottles once capped and flip them with a little flourish and a flick of his wrist, unable to keep from showing off. ]