don't. the way this is delivered doesn't make him quite laugh, but he lets out a soft huff of a noise, and pulls himself into the barstool next to him. it lets him hook an ankle around the edge of lin's stool, just for the sake of being close, offering a little comfort as he looks at lin with soft, worried eyes. ]
... Yeah. I doubt it was an accident, this time. [ at least, he hopes. ] Childe's always so prepared. [ and it's scary, to think of someone like him as someone who's just gone. ] ...I'm sorry, Lin.
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don't. the way this is delivered doesn't make him quite laugh, but he lets out a soft huff of a noise, and pulls himself into the barstool next to him. it lets him hook an ankle around the edge of lin's stool, just for the sake of being close, offering a little comfort as he looks at lin with soft, worried eyes. ]
... Yeah. I doubt it was an accident, this time. [ at least, he hopes. ] Childe's always so prepared. [ and it's scary, to think of someone like him as someone who's just gone. ] ...I'm sorry, Lin.