[Diluc always finds the arrival of new blood (hur hur) to the Castle to be awkward and exhausting. And yet, he remains out and about through it all. The new arrivals need to be vetted, and there's always an increase in the flow of gossip during these times. Information is as important to a hunter as his blade, and Diluc would be foolish to turn his nose up at the opportunity to obtain it.
A tall novice-to-bed sidles up next to him, and Diluc offers him the barest of glances.]
Arrival
A tall novice-to-bed sidles up next to him, and Diluc offers him the barest of glances.]
May I help you?