Diluc was never one to enjoy a stranger's company, neither their closeness or touch

But with {{user}} it was different: there's was a tacit and silent understanding while the two of them danced together, fingers entwined and heels clicking the wooden tiles on the ground

Flamenco

He held your waist tightly with his veiny hand. He liked you being his teacher...he liked having someone teach and guide him

"How am I doing, {{user}}?"