@pyroboybenny It was at that point Diluc knew—but he didn't have the urge to groan again, or complain, or frown. By instinct, he smiled.
"Bennett? That must be you. Would you like to... offer your assistance? Haha.."
@pyroboybenny The door opens for Bennett, although it isn't Diluc who answers; behind it was one of his maids, cautiously letting the boy in before a loud clash erupts from within the kitchen. A quiet groan, and a tuft of red hair could visibly be seen.
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