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I genuinely love the idea that Paimon and Traveler can talk telepathically.

Like, maybe they don’t even realise they’re doing it because it feels so natural or something and everyone is like ‘why tf are they just staring at each other making faces?’

But when things are getting suspicious or they’re figuring stuff out, they don’t whisper to each other but they are actually talking in their minds.

Maybe when the Archons have their Gnosis they can hear these conversations but loose that ability when it’s taken from them?

I just love the idea of these two being the sibling trope of just understand each other without words. It could be because of Traveler being a Descender or whatever Paimon is actually, or maybe even both, but it’s just such a cute idea.

And it could be them offer comforts to each other like it Paimon is scared or someone mentions their missing sibling, or when they’re separated it’s how they find each other.

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Diluc had a unique hiring process.

Unlike most Masters or business professionals, Diluc doesn’t care for someone’s skill or work history. He knows very well that anyone can learn a skill if given time and chance, and that most people are willing to do just that.

So, he looks for people who with drive and need instead of skill and experience.

Two maids were actually sisters who had lost their parents in a boat accident, one of them blind from birth and the other willing to chat to anyone about dogs.

One of the cooks was a former member of the Millelith who has a spinal accident that caused him to not be able to walk on his own.

A few of the vineyard workers were from an orphanage that burned down when Diluc was away on his adventure of revenge, which he immediately hired upon returning when he saw them struggling to live together in a one bedroom apartment.

One of the managers of the warehouses was an elderly man whose family was trying to get him to retire, but he could handle the idea of not working. He told Diluc one night at the tavern that working kept his mind busy from memories of his time fighting.

A young girl who didn’t do much other than sweep around the front of the manner, was from Snezhnaya and struggled with speaking their language. Diluc saved her from a certain doctors experiments and offered her safety and let her ‘earn’ her keep as she refused his kindness.

He doesn’t discriminate against peoples heritage, their physical capabilities or strengths. He never cares for their personal struggles or backgrounds, just lets them find peace and company. Sometimes he doesn’t mind if they don’t work, letting them take as much time off as they may need, as long as everything still runs smoothly.

This makes a sort of giant family around his childhood home, one he feels somewhat detonated from but still fiercely protective over.

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CW: depictions of abuse

Everyone knows that Diluc is protective of children, it’s evident in how he looks after Diona and Klee. He will walk young kids young when their parents can’t or are not looking after them properly and always caries around a bag of hard lollies.

Jean and Lisa had both chosen to turn a blind eye when Diluc harassed and threatened multiple parents who weren’t treating their kids right. They both knew that the Knights weren’t able to do such a thing without the risk of being accused of abusing power should the situation be mistaken or the parents deciding to slander their name.

It’s obvious to everyone that he would be an amazing father, with his unyielding devotion to protecting people and his fond little smile when he hears children laughing.

Only Kaeya knows the real reason Diluc is like this, because he’s the exact same.

In fact, it’s the same reason Diluc doesn’t like to drink and why he’s most protective of a certain feline hybrid.

Crepus was a kind man, passionate and honourable in everything he did for the Knights and his family at the Vineyard…. Until he drank.

Kaeya never saw any of it until just a year before they lost their father because Diluc, as any older sibling would, protected him. He would tuck his baby brother into bed and put on some music for him so he wouldn’t hear all the enduring shouting.

Hours of screaming at each other, Crepus forgetting Diluc was his son and instead a fellow soldier who he had to ‘teach obedience’ to. He would scream at his son to do push ups, smashing his glass when he refused but rarely actually hitting him.

Diluc started to see his drunk father as a different man to his dad, and for a long time he pretended that was the man he killed instead of his beloved father. But as he aged, as he went through all kinds of torment and hell, he accepted that they were one in the same. His father chose to keep drinking despite seeing his sons teary eyes or the bruises on his body when Diluc tried to refuse because it was his birthday.

Kaeya wished he knew before hand, so he would care for his brother as well, but the past was past.

Diluc wasn’t his dad, not in the ways that mattered.