[To Aether's question, Childe only smiles and laughs in that weirdly meek, quiet way he does when he's not going to answer a question or dodge something he doesn't want to deal with. Though this time, it's only because he likes this air of mystery to how everything seems to be falling into place, lets Aether ponder on it, while he wonders himself.

When the coast is clear as they arrive in front of the two stables where their horses reside, he quickly presses a kiss to Aether's lips before leading his horse out to saddle it. He will just do that without giving Aether much time to react, and when he does, Childe is sure it'll be cute.]

I can't say I don't miss the feeling of the breeze whipping past me on a good ride, [he says with nostalgia, securing the saddle before he steps up onto his horse.]

This time seems more special now, doesn't it? I must say, I feel a little light just considering it.