[ he sees the face. but then, opts to pretend he doesn't see it, not acknowledging the emotion there. but, a good start, at the least for the second, far more difficult question.
at which, he frowns. visions dance in his head, always at the periphery of everything he thinks with regards to kaeya, of that night. and he frowns, deeply. kaeya had spilled all of his secrets to him, and diluc had done the polite thing and kept them to himself.
out of... maybe a misguided memory of their former life as brothers. and so, there's a pang of anger at the question. but he tamps it down, and stares at Kaeya, refusing to let him out of his sight. ]
[that is an interesting question, isn't it? a pointed question, though kaeya does his best to remain calm, to keep his smile in place. does he consider himself to be trustworthy...
...well, the simple answer to such a question is this: no. of course he doesn't. kaeya knows that he will do whatever is necessary to maintain his mission, nebulous as it is. even if he would like to be honest—oh, if only wishes were fishes! he'd be a very well-fed man.
but as this is how things are, kaeya simply offers diluc a smile.]
[ but yet, he's not surprised, and he sighs, bringing a hand to his temple. he already knows this is the sort of argument that's going to go around in circles.
the very sort of thing that is designed to make him angry. ]
... And I've worked with people I don't trust before. In limited ways.
[yes! well!! this is the price diluc must pay—hence kaeya's continued smile as down whatever is left of his drink. not much, really. time to signal for another.]
"Limited ways?" [hmm.] What do you expect of me, then? I won't lie to you.
[he says such a thing so casually, but it's honest? it IS. there's no point to lying to diluc, after all that happened; diluc knows the worst of him, so, you know. even if there's nothing between them, there's at least the knowledge that kaeya has nothing to hide.]
[ his eyes narrow as he watches him drink, worried for a minute that he might take it too far. Diluc had no clue how much he had drunk before he found him, and to be ordering another... but he doesn't say anything. ]
You won't? Well, that's a relief.
[ he's already mentally preparing to cut Kaeya off, if necessary. ]
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at which, he frowns. visions dance in his head, always at the periphery of everything he thinks with regards to kaeya, of that night. and he frowns, deeply. kaeya had spilled all of his secrets to him, and diluc had done the polite thing and kept them to himself.
out of... maybe a misguided memory of their former life as brothers. and so, there's a pang of anger at the question. but he tamps it down, and stares at Kaeya, refusing to let him out of his sight. ]
... Do you consider yourself trustworthy?
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...well, the simple answer to such a question is this: no. of course he doesn't. kaeya knows that he will do whatever is necessary to maintain his mission, nebulous as it is. even if he would like to be honest—oh, if only wishes were fishes! he'd be a very well-fed man.
but as this is how things are, kaeya simply offers diluc a smile.]
Do you have anyone else to trust?
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[ but yet, he's not surprised, and he sighs, bringing a hand to his temple. he already knows this is the sort of argument that's going to go around in circles.
the very sort of thing that is designed to make him angry. ]
... And I've worked with people I don't trust before. In limited ways.
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"Limited ways?" [hmm.] What do you expect of me, then? I won't lie to you.
[he says such a thing so casually, but it's honest? it IS. there's no point to lying to diluc, after all that happened; diluc knows the worst of him, so, you know. even if there's nothing between them, there's at least the knowledge that kaeya has nothing to hide.]
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You won't? Well, that's a relief.
[ he's already mentally preparing to cut Kaeya off, if necessary. ]
... And that's all I can expect of you, is it?