Now staring down at the proud young noble who still have that threatening look on his eyes, Diluc's face shifts the usually tranquil expression he has, only lasting for a while before it once again, changing into something else, eventually ending with a seemingly forced, polite smile on his face, making everyone, particularly the more experienced people watching all the more shocked with him.
"That sort of control…"
"Is it possible that he's an old monster wearing that young man's skin? Just how can he control himself like that?"
"He's still young, and it shows when that kind of look previously appears on his face, but for him to reign in that sort of emotion…"
