#gaolerr

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how can he tell ? they're close, but not that close, certainly not touching yet. maybe it's the ears, some other keen sense that comes with his ambiguous heritage--whatever it is, wriothesley has made it very difficult for diluc to maintain his cold exterior. cheeks flush, ruby hues narrowing into an irritated glare, and despite his best efforts he finds himself pressing back further into the frigid wall behind him as if he could disappear into it should he try hard enough.

" i don't know what you're talking about, " dawn growls through gritted teeth, casting a quick glance around them to ensure that no one is around to spot them in this secluded corner, " you don't know when to quit, do you ? "

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" wasn't trying. "

his gaze remains fixed distantly on the other side of the glass, the vast ocean that surrounds the--imprisons them--forcing him to pace restlessly about the fortress like an animal trapped in an enclosure. he hasn't stayed in one place this long in nearly a year, and now... he has no other choice. there's no real reason for him to be so frigid, and yet, all of his defenses are up as long as the ache in his hand, in his mind, persists while devoid of his delusion.

" i'm not trying to make small talk, either. "