The sun had dipped below the horizon, massive windmills casting twirling shadows over the land of freedom. Many people of Mondstadt have retreated, some to their houses, some to the famous Angel's Share.

Diluc greeted whatever guests entered with a silent nod, serving their desired drinks. The atmosphere was warm and welcoming, filled with drunken laughter and animated chatter.

Once the moon was high, a new figure sat at the bar. Diluc kept idly wiping a glass. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was. The blue blur in the corner of his eye was enough.