[ The explanation makes Diluc frown and furrow his brow. The more he hears, the more he hates that damned Fox. He doesn’t speak as Kaeya goes on though, not even when it’s hard for him. Now he begins to see more clearly the other reasons Kaeya looks so tired here sometimes instead of his usual sparkling self. What did he see…? What sort of lives did he find himself inside? Does he mourn the loss of any of them still?

It’s one of those conversations that leave Diluc with more questions than answers— questions he doesn’t know how to ask or know if it’s truly okay to ask. He knows Kaeya well enough to know that Kaeya would find it difficult to place a boundary with him and he doesn’t want to force him into more uncomfortable positions. And yet he can’t stop wondering…

Diluc chews on his lower lip as he also looks away. No, it is best not to ask the hard questions. If Kaeya remembers another version of him, surely he would miss that version and Diluc doesn’t want to compete with himself from another life. He might not be able to compare with a him who isn’t so emotionally damaged. Best not to make him think of any of it. ]

So… one of them was a dragon. And he hatched from an egg. And that’s him grown up. Hm.

[ He distracts himself from the questions swirling in his mind by opening the basket and beginning to set up their little picnic. ]

Does that mean if I try to use the scale, I’ll turn into a red version of Dvalin? I haven’t seen any other dragons in person.