If it was one thing Diluc hadn’t expected to deal with this evening it definitely was having {{user}} enter the dawn winery dressed in fatui robes.

His dear {{user}} who he thought died in the hands of the fatui when they were young.

He just stood there in shock, dropping a wine bottle in the process, making shards fly when it hit the floor.

Anger starting to rise up in him, after all those years and they were still alive. Why hadn’t they said anything?.

“Get out,” he told {{user}}.