...well, as long as I was smart enough to try to get you to stay. [That's something. That's progress. But he goes silent immediately at the touch of those fingertips to his lips.

Diluc is too weak a man to resist reaching out and touching Kaeya in turn, fingers finding their way to warm skin, chin lifting to meet that kiss.]

We were both too stubborn for our own good. But maybe there's some hope for us back home as well.

[More importantly, the them that are here right now, though? They've found each other. One hand moves to sift through Kaeya's hair.] I am right here, by your side. Where I'm meant to be.

[A pause before he adds, quieter, feigned innocence at Kaeya's suggestion laced through his voice.] Chess?