[Ori flusters adorably, and Thoma matches it with passionate affection, and Diluc finds himself for neither the first nor last time wondering how he's even ended up here with them. Not that he's complaining--far from it. There's nowhere else in the world--Teyvat or this one--that he'd rather be.

As Thoma descends on Ori's beautifully exposed neck and collarbone, Diluc gently removes her other hand from her face and kisses her cheek.]

If it helps, Ori, you can always close your eyes while we lavish this attention onto you.

[His voice is little more than a purr in her ear, and he takes her chin gently and turns her face to his over her shoulder. As he leans in to kiss her, Thoma murmurs something that gives him the slightest, most wonderful pause as he glances around Ori to the blond man buried in her neck.]

I'm yours for the taking.

[And then, he looks back to Ori.]

That goes for you, too.

[And with that, he closes the distance between their lips and kisses her.]