To make sure there's enough dreamotion energy to sustain the familiar.
[The firebird chirps down at them as if to confirm as much before going back to making friends with the now-defrosted owlet. The owlet, for its part, is drenched from the melt and shakes itself occasionally in an effort to dry off.
After a pause, Diluc realizes how cold that must sound. It's not like the gesture was merely perfunctory. Even though he's still adjusting to the very idea this sort of relationship and the affection inherent in it, he does like being close like this. He's just bad at feelings.
Thoma's smart enough to figure that much out, he's sure, but he would rather not leave it ambiguous.]
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[The firebird chirps down at them as if to confirm as much before going back to making friends with the now-defrosted owlet. The owlet, for its part, is drenched from the melt and shakes itself occasionally in an effort to dry off.
After a pause, Diluc realizes how cold that must sound. It's not like the gesture was merely perfunctory. Even though he's still adjusting to the very idea this sort of relationship and the affection inherent in it, he does like being close like this. He's just bad at feelings.
Thoma's smart enough to figure that much out, he's sure, but he would rather not leave it ambiguous.]
And...because I wanted to.