PC WITH CHILDE

[commedia]

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[commedia]

[Thank you for your arm, Childe. It's a nice arm!]

Oh, just plain. Without anything. The darker, the better.

[toyska]

[Thanks he grew the hand himself haha]

As you wish.

[And once they get to the tea room, he'll help Douman take a seat, and set to work getting some tea made for the both of them.]

I'll be honest, I'd like to know what happened. But you needn't tell me if you don't want to.

[They can vibe with their tea, if Douman would rather. That's fine.]

[commedia]

[child your Injuries,]

...Well, it was a place of curses. And you'd think I'd like curses, being one who creates them myself, but...

[A frown.]

It made fools of us all.

[toyska]

[BULLIES YOU IN THIS BACKTAG BECAUSE I CAN'T DO IT ANYWHERE ELSE NOW

He frowns a little, though, glancing over.]

They weren't the sort you were familiar with?

[commedia]

[HORRIBLE LET ME BE DEAD IN PEACE]

No, not at all. These seemed intrinsically tied to the place they were located in. The place, itself, was a curse.

[toyska]

[NEVER.]

...In what way?

[commedia]

It drew upon our memories, and replicated people we knew. It...knew too much.