Mm, my home world can be quite dangerous. I try to always be prepared.
[Also, he can't help but point out, albeit mildly:]
You're the one that wanted a name. [Why does he have to offer two things in exchange for one, huh! That seems unfair. Still, mostly out of curiosity--] What did you have in mind?
[Also, he can't help but point out, albeit mildly:]
You're the one that wanted a name. [Why does he have to offer two things in exchange for one, huh! That seems unfair. Still, mostly out of curiosity--] What did you have in mind?
[POST-EVENT...
Which was. Hm. Weird? Mostly weird. Childe's actually in a different outfit, for once, albeit just a dark gray and red version of his normal clothes, with his scarf missing. He's got some fresh bruises? Also when will Childe button his shirt properly we just don't know.
ANYWAY. Here they are, probably not too far outside the simulation room, though removed enough from other people that their conversation can't be overheard.
Not that they need privacy for this because Childe's gonna take a look at him and raise an eyebrow.]
Have fun?
[Childe don't be a butt.]
Which was. Hm. Weird? Mostly weird. Childe's actually in a different outfit, for once, albeit just a dark gray and red version of his normal clothes, with his scarf missing. He's got some fresh bruises? Also when will Childe button his shirt properly we just don't know.
ANYWAY. Here they are, probably not too far outside the simulation room, though removed enough from other people that their conversation can't be overheard.
Not that they need privacy for this because Childe's gonna take a look at him and raise an eyebrow.]
Have fun?
[Childe don't be a butt.]
Yes, among other things.
[HAHA.
An odd look seems to pass over his face at the word "contract"--but it's gone quickly, and he smiles again, a spark of mischief in his eyes.]
Of course. I'd never expect otherwise. [Honestly, he's not even expecting Douman to actually find him anything, so.] For what it's worth, I like you both. You and that Master of yours.
[HAHA.
An odd look seems to pass over his face at the word "contract"--but it's gone quickly, and he smiles again, a spark of mischief in his eyes.]
Of course. I'd never expect otherwise. [Honestly, he's not even expecting Douman to actually find him anything, so.] For what it's worth, I like you both. You and that Master of yours.
If we'd ended up down your river, I'd certainly feel the same. [Childe is afraid of like one thing in the world and it's not ghosts so it's not like they bothered him anyway, but still.]
Yes, we were fine. [He nods to the bandages.] Are all those from the leeches?
Yes, we were fine. [He nods to the bandages.] Are all those from the leeches?
[He snorts.]
Maybe they wanted to distract us from destroying more furniture.
[Childe does not include himself in Team Property Damage because he only broke one chair, and he's using it!!
But no, it's just a joke.]
Mm, that would be better. I don't mind putting on a performance, but I much prefer being told beforehand.
Maybe they wanted to distract us from destroying more furniture.
[Childe does not include himself in Team Property Damage because he only broke one chair, and he's using it!!
But no, it's just a joke.]
Mm, that would be better. I don't mind putting on a performance, but I much prefer being told beforehand.
If that's the case, then I think they might've just irritated some of our comrades and defeated their own goal.
[Can't wait to wake up to 200 bottles of scorpion milk out of spite or something.
But, on that note--he glances at the tattoo on Douman's hand.]
Speaking of performing, how's that coming along?
[are ya sinnin', son]
[Can't wait to wake up to 200 bottles of scorpion milk out of spite or something.
But, on that note--he glances at the tattoo on Douman's hand.]
Speaking of performing, how's that coming along?
[are ya sinnin', son]
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