(He's fine enough for this much had been his thought since he's not overextending his movements again; not too quickly anyway since he's choosing to pause and then wait as much as needed. Truth be told he mentioned it since despite her tears he wished for her to not keep it all to herself if it feels like it's too much to her knowing he had told her about the danger that comes with his work.
It's the salt of their tears, really the fact he can think of how she tends to be that way which causes him to worry she might hold them in more than just this. He isn't asking her to talk but if she has to let something out against him then he rather her not feel sick or near wanting to run, dive off a cliff, whatever she felt like to disappear with which is his worry.
Maybe it's why instead of breaking away he thinks in between their kisses knowing that he didn't want to pull away from either with soon enough one of his warm hands settling on her cheek while the other rests on her back. To cup her cheek and caress it slowly this time with affection meant for her as the gears turn in his head to her reply.)
... Eula, I'll be frank with you, if you want to push me down and just stay like this to let it out, you can, if you want to kiss me until your emotions start to ease, you can do that too. Just... don't hold it in, it's things that I want too as odd as that sounds from me.
(Because a little more time recovering if it meant she felt better with him is worth that hassle to him; she deserves the chance to be able to pull herself together just as he did to rest in some manner. Diluc would rather her know she has permission to do these things, whatever she has to, to let the rest of it out.)
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It's the salt of their tears, really the fact he can think of how she tends to be that way which causes him to worry she might hold them in more than just this. He isn't asking her to talk but if she has to let something out against him then he rather her not feel sick or near wanting to run, dive off a cliff, whatever she felt like to disappear with which is his worry.
Maybe it's why instead of breaking away he thinks in between their kisses knowing that he didn't want to pull away from either with soon enough one of his warm hands settling on her cheek while the other rests on her back. To cup her cheek and caress it slowly this time with affection meant for her as the gears turn in his head to her reply.)
... Eula, I'll be frank with you, if you want to push me down and just stay like this to let it out, you can, if you want to kiss me until your emotions start to ease, you can do that too. Just... don't hold it in, it's things that I want too as odd as that sounds from me.
(Because a little more time recovering if it meant she felt better with him is worth that hassle to him; she deserves the chance to be able to pull herself together just as he did to rest in some manner. Diluc would rather her know she has permission to do these things, whatever she has to, to let the rest of it out.)
Whatever you feel you have to do...