[Even now he cares little for his birthday but the idea of receiving a gift at any time is enough to pull his attention when his demeanour is so relaxed. It's good for him to be so gently teased, to be reminded of how to feel such things without bitterness, and when Kazuha shifts away from him to retrieve what he brought along he doesn't protest the movement.
Diluc's anticipation at what it might be is clear enough as he waits, as he looks to Kazuha for permission to pull the case out of the rucksack, and as he does the dawning realisation of the shape of it has his expression creasing in confusion.]
This is... [It was a passing comment what feels like so long ago when he had mentioned his music lessons growing up, and that he could play the violin and the piano. That he hadn't touched either instrument in years. That sometimes he missed it.
He lays the case across his lap, drawing his thumbs gently along the topmost edge. Surely Kazuha wouldn't have...
The little shake of his head is both a dismissal of his own thoughts and a perplexed denial. He releases the clasps on the case and opens it, and his breath catches softly.]
... Kazuha, this is too much, I can't... [His voice dies in his throat as he looks over at the other man.] You had this made for me?
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Diluc's anticipation at what it might be is clear enough as he waits, as he looks to Kazuha for permission to pull the case out of the rucksack, and as he does the dawning realisation of the shape of it has his expression creasing in confusion.]
This is... [It was a passing comment what feels like so long ago when he had mentioned his music lessons growing up, and that he could play the violin and the piano. That he hadn't touched either instrument in years. That sometimes he missed it.
He lays the case across his lap, drawing his thumbs gently along the topmost edge. Surely Kazuha wouldn't have...
The little shake of his head is both a dismissal of his own thoughts and a perplexed denial. He releases the clasps on the case and opens it, and his breath catches softly.]
... Kazuha, this is too much, I can't... [His voice dies in his throat as he looks over at the other man.] You had this made for me?