"cheh! you okay there?"
if they weren't, well. anyone's blood wouldn't automatically fall to childe's hands this time, which is relieving in of itself. honestly, no matter how dire a situation is, the harbinger can't help himself. he moves without hesitation, despite being stripped of resources - this time it was a very close call.
he hadn't batted an eye at his company until ensuring his own miraculous safety. childe approaches them, scuffing both palms together hastily, his smile anything but apologetic. there's a certain twinkle of thrill in his eyes.
"that was a close one! actually... pretty sure whatever that was is still alive." again, he hasn't got much on him. childe is pretty much bare, but, despite how infuriating that is, it adds to the flavour of an improvised fight. "uh, do you know where any shelter is? i think i see something in the distance. better run fast if you don't want to be caught in the claw of that beast. or whatever it was!"
@guiltyverdict
