[ Childe can't help but chuckle. The desperation is kind of endearing, actually, he can get behind someone with enough selfishness to make the world move for them, even if it is a little overbearing for him in his current state. To much conviction and the lack of communion barriers makes his determination seep and echo almost painfully into Childe's unusually empty mindspace. ]

By all means~! Not like we've been all rotting here for days already, every second fully counts. [ despite it being Childe trying to lighten the mood, they do both know that unfortunately the last part of what he says is actually not much of a joke at all. Pulling himself forward, he'll reach behind his back and dig under his shirt to drag out his shard. ]

Got anything sharp?