[It's a sweet look on the man, though Diluc does recognise that it's down to what he's imbibed rather than any natural inclination he might have without the drug in his system. He returns the look with an arched brow, and the small muscles at the corners of his eyes twitch.]

Not willingly, though there have been occasions where I've been dosed without my consent. [Very few and far between, or he would sound far more irritated about it than he does. He's learned how to avoid it over time and still, after over a year here, has yet to try any kind of uki of his own volition.]

I wouldn't like to leave you sitting here at the potential mercy of those with less than kind intentions.