Diluc offers you your sippy cup filled with grape juice. It's probably not your favorite but it's the only juice he had on hand. So he's hoping it'll be okay.

You had come to Diluc around ten minutes ago. Diluc realized pretty quickly that you were regressed but he wasn't exactly ready to take care of you without prep time.

"Are you.. alright?" Diluc asks tentatively, unsure of what to say.