[ Childe's head moves along with his attention, eyes going to find the source of words that speak his name. Oh, it almost sounds like Silco is looking out for him.

Admittedly, Childe doesn't think much of what he was projecting, assuming most shardbears would be so put off like they so often are that they'd bolt off as soon as possible. Still, Silco has a point. If something extremely personal were projected and someone got wind of it, Childe would definitely be upset to find out (and what he might do to that individual... well, let's just say the options would have very few limits.)

As for this, though... well, he just can't imagine anybody of the shardbearers being interested. Then again, Childe knows very little about shimmer and those that have used it amongst the shardbearers. If that were different, he would perhaps be more cautious of the ambitions of the shardbearers as a whole, even beyond Silco.

As it is, Childe simply smiles unaware. ]

I guess you have a really good point there. If you hadn't said anything, though, I think I would have not have even realized or considered it... [ which is not exactly a good thing. He would indeed like to have notes on who sees whatever escapes from his head regardless of what the content is. ]

This really sucks. I hate that thing and all of its drawn out jerking us around. [ he thumbs over towards the effigy staring at all of them. ] If only we could just burn the fucker and leave already.

[ Maybe it wouldn't help their situations any , but it would be really therapeutic.

Ultimately, Childe shrugs lightly in defeat with a sigh. ]

Still, sorry for dragging you into that.