[Diluc’s voice goes low so the other patrons can’t overhear them. This is not for their ears. His voice is smooth and cultured, no longer bothering to hide his old Mondstadt accent or the unmistakeable tone of a noble lord.]

I always tend my bar since it came into my hands after Father’s death. You wandered into my domain. This was merely a warning. I know your rank and what it is called. If you want to be scared off we can take this outside the city.

[And he will beat the seven shades of shit out of you.] But if you raise no hand in violence and seek no harm by word or deed. I will not hinder you, Harbinger.