"Master Diluc" is a title that means nothing here.

[He pulls out the bottles and starts the familiar process of making the drink. It almost feels like if he blinks, they'll both find themselves back at the Angel's Share. It's a bittersweet feeling.

After he finishes, he sets the glass down on the bartop between them.]

Don't get used to this, by the way; these bottles are the only ones I have. The well doesn't give an endless supply of what you ask for.