[He's so careful about it. Never so warm that he risks alarming the other man or making it obvious what he's doing, never so warm that he pushes the encroaching chill back too quickly. It's a simple warming of the edges, a soft furling curl of orange energy against the ice, and he keeps his full attention on it.]
Mm... what is it?
[A quick glance up tells him that Kaeya still has his eyes closed. Good. Diluc smiles a little to himself.]
no subject
Mm... what is it?
[A quick glance up tells him that Kaeya still has his eyes closed. Good. Diluc smiles a little to himself.]
You're doing great, it's still there.