That makes the two of us, though I am bit disappointed you didn't fight harder against the blight's influence.
[ She feels the same level of conflict emanating from him, and hopefully, he'll arise from this less pathetic-looking than he is to her right now. Even if he's barely tolerable on his best days, that's still a lot more preferable than watching him become a husk of his true self, mutated and warped by the blight to this extent. If their positions were switched, she'd hope he'd do the same to her, as both unwitting ally and enemy. ]
Don't let it happen again, Childe.
[ There is only so much kindness and generosity she's willing to exercise on his behalf, and she'd much rather leave this mess to Zhongli or Kaeya to clean up. Maybe even Diluc, though she doesn't know if he'd be any more willing to extend any kind of assist to a fatui than she is.
As she approaches with her spear in hand, she flips it over so that the point is facing downwards at an angle aimed for the center of his chest. ]
Brace yourself.
[ The last warning she'll give for the inevitable as she thrusts the spear downwards with a force that she would categorize as therapeutic to herself. Then the sharp tip meets clothes and flesh, drilling through bone to stab him bluntly in the heart, blood already gushing out the edges from where he'd been penetrated. ]
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[ She feels the same level of conflict emanating from him, and hopefully, he'll arise from this less pathetic-looking than he is to her right now. Even if he's barely tolerable on his best days, that's still a lot more preferable than watching him become a husk of his true self, mutated and warped by the blight to this extent. If their positions were switched, she'd hope he'd do the same to her, as both unwitting ally and enemy. ]
Don't let it happen again, Childe.
[ There is only so much kindness and generosity she's willing to exercise on his behalf, and she'd much rather leave this mess to Zhongli or Kaeya to clean up. Maybe even Diluc, though she doesn't know if he'd be any more willing to extend any kind of assist to a fatui than she is.
As she approaches with her spear in hand, she flips it over so that the point is facing downwards at an angle aimed for the center of his chest. ]
Brace yourself.
[ The last warning she'll give for the inevitable as she thrusts the spear downwards with a force that she would categorize as therapeutic to herself. Then the sharp tip meets clothes and flesh, drilling through bone to stab him bluntly in the heart, blood already gushing out the edges from where he'd been penetrated. ]