[ He's so glad Diluc had agreed, a fact that has him more proud of himself than he has any right to be. He scoops up the pair of dice, shaking them in hands for only a few quick moments. Finally, he gently tosses them and waits for them to finally stop moving.
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Bite. Neck.
He laughs and shrugs. ]
I mean, if that's what the dice demand of me.
[ He doesn't sound too bothered as he speaks. ]