[There's a sadness in the other man's expression that Diluc understands well. Beneath of all his anger about how things happened four years ago between him and Kaeya (and their father, and the Knights of Favonius, and the world in general), he has quite a bit of it too.]
I did: a brother. We're estranged now. He... isn't the person I thought he was.
[Which is a very extreme oversimplification of the situation. But van Zieks doesn't need to know about cold honesty met with hot rage in the rain, fire and ice clashing for the first--and quite probably not the last--time. Diluc doesn't want to talk of it, and the effect of the tea pulls him toward older, happier memories of two boys running through a vineyard. No betrayals, no Visions. Just the innocence of childhood.
Within his own lantern, the image slowly comes to life. The boys are similar in age and look nothing alike, but it's clear from the way they behave that they are very close indeed.]
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[There's a sadness in the other man's expression that Diluc understands well. Beneath of all his anger about how things happened four years ago between him and Kaeya (and their father, and the Knights of Favonius, and the world in general), he has quite a bit of it too.]
I did: a brother. We're estranged now. He... isn't the person I thought he was.
[Which is a very extreme oversimplification of the situation. But van Zieks doesn't need to know about cold honesty met with hot rage in the rain, fire and ice clashing for the first--and quite probably not the last--time. Diluc doesn't want to talk of it, and the effect of the tea pulls him toward older, happier memories of two boys running through a vineyard. No betrayals, no Visions. Just the innocence of childhood.
Within his own lantern, the image slowly comes to life. The boys are similar in age and look nothing alike, but it's clear from the way they behave that they are very close indeed.]