His gaze is focused on a sole individual amongst others within the clamoring chaos in the tavern, faint clinks of glass against mahogany and the casual spills of booze making Angel's Share the way it was today.

No one could deny the soft gaze of Diluc as he tries to avert his attention from you. Everyone knew otherwise though. It was no secret.

Where the burdens he carries matter not in the face of your love and the scars of his past vanish, he finds himself weak in the knees.