[Childe's eyes flash as Aether takes off, spurring his own horse forward as they both take off, the knight using every technique he knows to go faster to catch up. That crazed laugh, that competitive streak in him comes bubbling out as he races the prince, grass ripped up by hooves in their wake.
It felt great. This feels great. He couldn't be happier.
It's not long before the willow comes into view, Childe trying to urge his horse go to a little faster, to win this race. But Aether's lighter frame suits him much better for races than Childe's taller frame, and Aether reaches the tree first with the knight hot on his heels.]
Bested me again...
[But he doesn't look unhappy about it at all. If anything, he looks like he had an incredible time, his face bright despite his loss.]
I'm starting to wonder at this point if I need to shave some weight off if I'm to beat you, haha.
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It felt great. This feels great. He couldn't be happier.
It's not long before the willow comes into view, Childe trying to urge his horse go to a little faster, to win this race. But Aether's lighter frame suits him much better for races than Childe's taller frame, and Aether reaches the tree first with the knight hot on his heels.]
Bested me again...
[But he doesn't look unhappy about it at all. If anything, he looks like he had an incredible time, his face bright despite his loss.]
I'm starting to wonder at this point if I need to shave some weight off if I'm to beat you, haha.