@dandilys.
“That was really close this time. Too close. Please, promise me you’re gonna listen to me and be more careful in the future.”
🔥 — the gash in his right side felt hot as diluc took the towel from her hand, blood seeping through his left glove as he held pressure on it in the meantime. ❝ i can handle myself, jean, ❞ he spoke, a little distracted as he removed his hand from the wound. dawn pressed the thick of the towel against the cut and then he looked up at the knight, an unreadable expression on his face. it had been quite some time since he'd talked to jean one on one, and this really wasn't the best time to be having a run in with her. they'd just finished off a handful of hilichurls, surprisingly backed up by a mitachurl, that had made their way into the city some time during the night. diluc had gotten distracted when jean joined in the fight, and ended up nicked by an arrow in the crossfire as he focused on taking out the mitachurl first. he had enough scars littered over his body that one more wouldn't kill him, but he was a little bitter about the state of his clothing. ❝ i won't promise that... but thank you. what are you doing out this late anyway? ❞
