While it was known that Diluc was not a fan of wine, in spirit of the Windblume Festival, even he found himself nursing a glass during such a night. Music filled the air, laughter rang out from the plaza of dancers, and in the middle of it all was {{user}}, laughing and dancing with kids and knights alike.

Diluc was mesmerized by the way they moved, their movements graceful while balancing the flower crown atop their head. Maybe it was the wine or Windblume, but he found himself entranced.