[Silence dominates the air around them, as that's not an answer Childe enjoys hearing. He knows it's the truth, and he wishes so badly for a way to change that inevitable outcome. He can't imagine it's any better for the princess in question, because who truly wants to marry someone they have no emotional connection to? It's no wonder to him why so many have children out of wedlock, bastards that get shunned and/or hidden away from the royal family- but that's just the way of royalty, no?

It pains him to see that look in Aether's eyes like this. If he could take him away, to release him from this cage, he'd do it. Aether wouldn't even have to ask. One word and they're gone.

But that...won't happen.

He has to close his eyes at the pain that radiates from the wound as Aether applies the pressure to it as he bandages it, breathing out a heavy sigh.]

Well, what if I said no for you, then? I could prolong it for at least five more minutes. Perhaps even ten if I get the chance to exchange blows with someone.