[ she grabs hold of one of his hands, as a confirmation. ]

... The Diluc I know did not live in Arpéchéle. He lives in a world with a vineyard, with a hill that overlooks some of the most beautiful scenery I've seen. He wishes to see it again.

He is sure in what he knows and what he wants, and he can be as angry and determined as any raging fire.

... I am here, and I am still struggling to be fine with some people because you are here.