I think you're just jealous, [he chides with a sly smirk, reaching out himself to smear an entire open hand of mud across Aether's face.]
Even covered in mud, I think I could still charm a certain someone into kissing me.
[He looks back at his work, satisfied with the thick mud mask he's now created on the prince's face. Childe manages to push himself upwards, carefully standing and offering a hand to help Aether balance himself so they can try to pull themselves out of this mud hole together.]
You know, if you leave the mud on your face, I heard it does wonders for the skin.
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Even covered in mud, I think I could still charm a certain someone into kissing me.
[He looks back at his work, satisfied with the thick mud mask he's now created on the prince's face. Childe manages to push himself upwards, carefully standing and offering a hand to help Aether balance himself so they can try to pull themselves out of this mud hole together.]
You know, if you leave the mud on your face, I heard it does wonders for the skin.