[Diluc rolls his eyes and Dellingr appears, settling in his lap like a scaled cat. He runs his hand down his back as he says mildly,] I don’t mind you know. I wish it hadn’t been teased out of me by some other influence.

[Dellingr expands until he takes up all of Diluc’s lap. He drapes a wing over his legs like a blanket.] …what was the tipping point for you? Did you get attacked by a beast out there?