Hilariously RNG set this as post-fight... Childe is tragically not dead, and in fact looks. Well. "Fine" isn't the right word, because he's got bruises, a notable bonk on his head, and he's using his scarf as a sling for his arm, but at least he doesn't seem to be in a bad mood. If anything, he's in a good one like a freak.
He waves with his good hand from where he is standing outside the Duty-Free cabinets, tragically locked.]
I hope you got your fill yesterday. [THE BOOZE... TAKEN AWAY...]
Yeah, it seems like that was his plan. [SEEMS LIKE... A.K.A. CHILDE WOKE UP IN THE MED ROOM AND WAS LIKE OH I SEE] I knew he had to have some kind of reason, he hates indulging me otherwise.
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Hilariously RNG set this as post-fight... Childe is tragically not dead, and in fact looks. Well. "Fine" isn't the right word, because he's got bruises, a notable bonk on his head, and he's using his scarf as a sling for his arm, but at least he doesn't seem to be in a bad mood. If anything, he's in a good one like a freak.
He waves with his good hand from where he is standing outside the Duty-Free cabinets, tragically locked.]
I hope you got your fill yesterday. [THE BOOZE... TAKEN AWAY...]
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she is holding a bottle of something alcoholic, so when he asks, she waves it at him. a beat. she swallows. ]
I've got my stash. Why, you want some? [ ... looks him over. ] Shortstack kicked your ass. Did he really leave you in the trash?
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Also he blinks]
What? No.
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That's what he said he did, the tiny liar.
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Sounds about right for him.
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What's the deal with you two, anyway?
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Like for no reason, or?
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[ wrinkles her nose. ]
It takes a bit, though. I was trying to shake him down and he was like, "existence is futile, die mad about it."