...oh hou, is this what you ultimately have give on and achieved with that sand of mine? [he knows it has nothing to do with this, but clearly the otter ultimately squandered the gift since he's now here and Blighted. ]
Yikes.
[ bummer. he's going to take out the stones he got from Tibbs at the Scorched Isle that he has kept in his pockets since he got them and will just very carefully place them down in front of the statue. No use keeping these things if it's a bad little dude with no morals that gave them to him.
He was going to give them to Zhongli for a rock garden with the Blight flowers they've been growing, but looks like that opportunity went up in flames. ]
Well, at least none of the failure here should be too upsetting for you if you were doing what Mimsy would have wanted you to do, right?
If that's not the case... you will have plenty of time now to reflect on it. Or, at least until this place is swallowed by that looming sun in the surface.
Here you go. Maybe Mimsy will ultimately be less disappointed in you, but I really doubt it.
[ Childe sighs, and gets up from his crouch. can't believe the apocalypse is going on because of a selfish babyface otter and it didn't even have the decency to die normally so they could at least eat it as emergency food.
yeah they don't need food to survive, but Childe wants some B( ]
+1 spare unless they can eat him.
Yikes.
[ bummer. he's going to take out the stones he got from Tibbs at the Scorched Isle that he has kept in his pockets since he got them and will just very carefully place them down in front of the statue. No use keeping these things if it's a bad little dude with no morals that gave them to him.
He was going to give them to Zhongli for a rock garden with the Blight flowers they've been growing,
but looks like that opportunity went up in flames. ]
Well, at least none of the failure here should be too upsetting for you if you were doing what Mimsy would have wanted you to do, right?
If that's not the case... you will have plenty of time now to reflect on it. Or, at least until this place is swallowed by that looming sun in the surface.
Here you go. Maybe Mimsy will ultimately be less disappointed in you, but I really doubt it.
[ Childe sighs, and gets up from his crouch. can't believe the apocalypse is going on because of a selfish babyface otter and it didn't even have the decency to die normally so they could at least eat it as emergency food.
yeah they don't need food to survive, but Childe wants some B( ]