[Childe's face comes to rest on a closed fist as Elise leans over, not being able to help the sly smile that forms on his face. He keeps his eyes on her, as to not draw any more suspicion than necessary, the light in them gleaming at her words. Oh, he knew they were going to get along well- and this just proves it. The mischievousness in his own eyes matches Elise's, and already Childe is coming up with plans of his own to really make life a lot more interesting for himself and the prince.

And she's absolutely going to help them.]

Oh, there's no need to fear. I'll make sure the prince is well cared for. I'd never let anything happen to your fiance.

[Under the table, Childe runs his hand across Aether's thigh right to the inside of his leg, letting his hand massage it slowly. And yet, his eyes gaze over to Luke now, to address his frightened squire.]

Luke, you'll do the same, yes? Make sure Elise's needs are met.

O-Of course, [Luke stammers, but he too now leans close to Elise to hiss back to Childe.]

Sir Childe, what if they hear you-!

[He cuts Luke off with a finger held up to his own lips, winking again. He then steals a glance at Aether, just to see his reaction. This is too much fun.]