[The support from Aether helps, seeming to slow him down for a moment before he'd meet his watery fate. But the fish seems to have other plans, pulling them both still towards the water, until the worst thing that could possibly happen, happens.

The line snaps.

And Childe feels himself lurch forward, over the edge of the pond, Aether going right along with him, hitting the water with a huge splash. He couldn't of imagined that the pond was already this deep near the shore, but the prince goes under and Childe goes right on top of him. He flails for a moment, trying to let Aether up from under the surface in panic.

Childe pulls himself out of the pond, dripping wet, some of the mud having washed off and some just now wet and still sticking to him. His hair is wetted down, looking like a lost wet puppy as he looks to Aether, defeat on his features.]

I swear I did nothing severe enough to deserve this treatment. Ugh, look!

[He points to the middle of the pond where the fish is practically doing victory breaches of the water with its back. The hook is probably still in its mouth, so not only has he lost his dignity, Childe has also lost his hook.]

The nerve! Allow me to go right in there and slay that fish-!