[His eyes close as Aether pushes some of his hair to the side, opening them once more in a slow blink as he stares back. Childe's eyes soften at the prince's touch, as they wander over Aether's features, appreciating the cut of his jaw and the soft rosiness of his cheeks. It's a moment in time he wishes would never end, but he also knows the duties of the day still call for him despite his needs and desires.]

Well, we're about to find out if it was, aren't we? I've got to come up with a plan to sneak back to my room and get ready for the day. You'll help me out, right?

[Childe says expectantly, because he remembers a certain someone saying he'd die with him if he gets caught. Not that he thinks it needs to be so dramatic, but he may need help.]

What time do your servants begin to knock at your doors? Maybe we still have a little time to ourselves.

[He says slyly, moving his head inward to kiss the inside of Aether's neck slowly, as if he's ready for round two.]