[ lumine will beg to differ on the bartender thing. diluc expresses interest without prying, gentle in his words even as he smoothly flirts, slick underneath that proper gentlemanly demeanor. his indifference to fate and destiny is something that resonates with her, and she contemplates his questions for a brief moment. ]

Maybe I should be thankful for these events, [ she says at length, holding his gaze evenly. ] it seems that my time with you is yielding something memorable.

[ quietly bold; lumine has never been one for passivity. she cannot stay for long, but it doesn't mean that she can't make the most of these fleeting moments.

she offers a small, fleeting smile, no less genuine. ]

Would you like to have dinner with me?