[ hearing what diluc has to say about where he stands on his happiness in relation to his vision of what he wanted has uta's expression a bit more muted. more sad. she had been reserved in her belief that they would be that similar given how he scrutinized her and what he asked but it was true, wasn't it? it certainly gave her a better idea of where diluc stand if there was anything left to doubt. ]

...then we really are alike in the way we have viewed this.

[ because the voices of those who questioned her actions and her response to them still echo in her head. what is the point of a life if it can be exchanged for the happiness for all others? the difference, of course, is how close they've achieved what they want and how they go about doing so. there's no way that she'd have any further insight to what he has done as things stand just in the same way that he does not know the lengths of uta's actions.

as for the matter if either of them will know what the other has done? well, who knows. imagine having this cozy game full of murderers. who would have thought, right? either way, she'll allow herself to be walked home by diluc and once they reach her farm, she'll wave him off with a smile and one final sentiment. ]

Thank you for walking me home, Diluc, and I'm looking forward to the next time we're able to meet up again. [ and maybe have a conversation that doesn't end up to be so tense? and from someone who took things too far to another who has yet to do so: ] I also hope that you do consider your happiness in where you stand with what you want to achieve.