// we shoukd have these 2 yap to each other just to flood everyone’s timeline every sjngle reply. with fancy nothings

Flins looks over his shoulder with a chiding expression.
“I shall travel to Nasha Town at dawn, and hopefully fetch a doctor willing to come all the way and have a look at you.”

The other hand guides the open canteen to his lips and he tilts it ever so slowly.

After a while and many gulps, he lowers it.
“Had enough?”

then placing Diluc back against the desk. Something(or someone) crawls behind the ratnik, making a gust of wind that almost blows out the candles. +

“Ah… that does make sense. You are currently in a very fragile state.“ his smile is apologetic. “In that case, please, allow me.”

A gloved hand slips under Diluc’s shoulders. Gently, he lifts him only enough to make it easier to swallow without drowning himself. +

“It seems something has hurt the poor creature as it ventured around. I tried approaching it to offer help, but …. fauna are often, if not always, terrified of my presence. I came in the hopes you could help me, miss High-Priestess.”

He produces a small paper from his sleeve. It has a (lowkey bad) drawing of a dog. His smile grows.

“Lately, I have been visited by a stray dog. At first, it stole from my… collection, but I managed to wager a truce by offering food. However…” then, he turns sad. +

His smile is polite but, as always, it doesn’t seem to reach his eyes.

“Ah, yes, please do not worry about the Wild Hunt. I have it all perfectly under control. Today I come to ask for… an unusual favor, perhaps, but one only you could possibly aid me.” +

// three of us ....