"I thought you like to sketch in dragonspine, Albedo." Diluc asked the blonde genius with crossed arms over his chest. "Matter of fact, this is the first time I see the king of alchemy visit my tavern." The blonde didn't bother to glance back, his bright teal eyes focused on the canvas, his voice neutral and relaxed. "I decided to sketch here. My art has a different style this time." "Oh? What are you drawing?" "Your dad," Albedo said, "since you don't have one."