[The Harbinger looks down, silent in his shock that there was an important part of Falco missing. An appendage he was sure he should have missed in his entry into the nape of the titan, and yet the familiar sight of the same blood that flowed through his own veins smelling of flowers pours out. What's more surprising is what happens next, the arm steaming just as the corpse of the titan is as it disintegrates.
He lays Falco down on the ground, taking a deep breath as he lets his transformation go, flecking into the wind as he returns to his normal self. Childe fights through the exhaustion and the pain wracking his body from the burden of the transformation to watch Falco, sighing heavily at his failure to even execute the simple task of cutting him out safely. How he'd make it up to him, he doesn't know. But what's curious is that the bleeding has stopped on its own, and Childe hasn't even bothered to use his blood manipulation skills to slow the bloodflow.
Unless this is something new...?]
Hey, Falco, buddy? Hey...talk for me, are you alright?
[A stupid question to ask, but he wants to distract the boy from the missing limb.]
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He lays Falco down on the ground, taking a deep breath as he lets his transformation go, flecking into the wind as he returns to his normal self. Childe fights through the exhaustion and the pain wracking his body from the burden of the transformation to watch Falco, sighing heavily at his failure to even execute the simple task of cutting him out safely. How he'd make it up to him, he doesn't know. But what's curious is that the bleeding has stopped on its own, and Childe hasn't even bothered to use his blood manipulation skills to slow the bloodflow.
Unless this is something new...?]
Hey, Falco, buddy? Hey...talk for me, are you alright?
[A stupid question to ask, but he wants to distract the boy from the missing limb.]