PC WITH CHILDE

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[toyska]

[Oh, hello Douman! He lifts his good hand--the fact that he's still only got one makes it clear that he hasn't gotten in the healing pod yet.]

Haha, was it trouble? I thought it was fun, for the most part. [Childe, no.]

[commedia]

That's one way to tell me the depths of your masochism, Tartaglia.

[But they huff.]

That being said...do you not want to be healed?

[toyska]

[STOP THIS I wish Childe was offended but he just laughs.]

Come on, don't begrudge me a fine battle! I deserved it, anyway, after yesterday.

[He got to fight a dragon and he STILL hated yesterday, wow.]

Hm? Oh, no, I will. But we have some time before we're forced into sleep, so I'm waiting a little longer. [He intends to sleep through the healing process, if he can.]

[commedia]

Yesterday? What happened yesterday?

[DO TELL]

...Do you not like the healing pods that much?

[toyska]

I'm still capable of tears, apparently.

[His voice is as dry as a desert, jesus.

As for the pods--]

I haven't used them myself. But last time I got locked in here, it sounded like something with small hands was trying to escape from one of them.

[So, no, he's not really looking forward to being stuck in here again.]

[commedia]

...Some sort of effect, I suppose.

[Not surprising, honestly. Though that next statement...]

Mmmm, maybe it was Kaz? [A beat, and a laugh.] I jest, I jest! Ahaha, but I'm sure with everyone using it, its safe now.

[toyska]

[He huffs out a laugh, which probably tells them exactly how much he cared about Kaz's death. Wow.]

Still, I'd rather sleep through any unpleasantness. I've had worse than this, anyway.

[So he'll live, even with uno hand.]

[commedia]

...Worse than losing your hand.

[CHILDE???]

[toyska]

Yes, by far. [Just, easily?! Like it's no big deal...] Ah, but I haven't lost any limbs before, if that's what you're wondering.

[commedia]

Let me guess. Near-death experience?

[toyska]

[He winks.]

What kind of warrior would I be without without at least one?

[commedia]

Ah, I see...even more understanding of your pit of masochism...

[THEY'RE JUST TEASING]

[toyska]

[STOP THIS, HIS REPUTATION OF BEING PURE AND INNOCENT(?)]

At this point, I think denying it would be a waste of energy...

[TERRIBLE. He's used to having a reputation but not like this.]

[commedia]

Hahaha, I jest, I merely jest! But you are one who fights to the death, I see that. It's hardly surprising.

...Are you really going to be okay without that hand of yours?

[toyska]

If I wasn't, it'd be a bit of a problem.

[Especially since they're in murder hotel right now, god.]

I intend to see how much of it heals overnight. I suppose I can only hope no one decides it's worth the effort to pry the pod open and get to me.

[commedia]

Very well. Maybe you'll get your hand back in time.

It would be terrible to see your fighting spirit dampened because of a setback like this, Childe.

[toyska]

[He grins brightly and waves his other hand.]

It won't be!

['TIS ONLY A FLESH WOUND]