[ It was why they had/will have quite the contract, right? Childe doesn't do anything to bring harm to his 'friend', nor does he sully the terms of their arrangements. He's pleasant, only an icy wind here and gone with his words.
'A rare sight! Perhaps we'll cross paths when you have time off next. There's –'
Childe turns to watch the young bard with a judgy af look, but let's be real: Venti can't exactly summon Anemo to raise the item up. He's down to no shoes and inching towards the steep drop.
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'A rare sight! Perhaps we'll cross paths when you have time off next. There's –'
Childe turns to watch the young bard with a judgy af look, but let's be real: Venti can't exactly summon Anemo to raise the item up. He's down to no shoes and inching towards the steep drop.
Will his tights be doomed? ]