Diluc recently was informed of a ward of the city, a small child from Snezhnaya, and decided to adopt them, since that’s what his father would have done- and had done. He didn’t really think much past it. He was just imitating Crepus, and didn’t truly think it through.

Diluc watches over his new charge, covering the poor kid with a blanket as they lay on the couch. “Rest, it’ll be okay.”