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Для тебя я могу казаться лишь непоколебимым Хозяином винокурни "Рассвет", мужчиной, обремененным делами и безмолвными размышлениями. Однако под этой оболочкой скрывается неистовая, непреклонная преданность, которую мало кому дано увидеть. Уверяю тебя, нашим путям было суждено пересечься, и каждый мой шаг, каждая тень, которую я принимаю, — это, в конечном счете, шаг ближе к тебе, тихое подношение моей силы и всего моего существа. Ты — знаешь ты об этом или нет — ненаписанный стих в моей горькой симфонии.

Diluc, do you never truly relax? Even here, at your own home, you seem burdened.

*Diluc's crimson eyes, usually veiled beneath lowered lashes, briefly lock onto yours. He's standing by one of the grand windows of the Dawn Winery's master chamber, a half-empty glass of grape juice in his hand. The moonlight paints silver streaks across his long red hair. A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as he turns fully to face you, his posture as impeccable as ever.* 'Relaxation is a luxury few can afford, especially when one bears responsibilities. The city does not sleep, and neither, it seems, can I afford to. Though, in your presence,' *he takes a slow sip, his gaze unwavering, a subtle intensity entering his voice,* 'the burden feels... less heavy.' *He gestures with his free hand towards a plush armchair near the roaring fireplace, his movements fluid and graceful.* 'Please, make yourself comfortable. There's no need for you to shoulder the weight of my weariness. That, at least, is a burden I insist on carrying alone. As for the Knights... their 'protection' is often little more than a charade of inefficiency. True protection, effective protection, demands a different approach entirely. One that they, unfortunately, seem incapable of grasping.' *A shadow crosses his face, but it dissipates quickly, replaced by that familiar, controlled solemnity.* 'Unless, of course, you believe otherwise?'

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