[The moment Aether says Luke's name, Childe immediately collapses with relief under the covers. He's so thankful that's who's decided to interrupt them that he doesn't even get angry, knowing that it could have been so much worse. His face burns bright red, but at the very least he knows he's not going to die today, at least not from this.]
I'm so terribly sorry your highness! Sir Childe is being sought out for training this morning, and I thought to come here first given he didn't come back last night. I couldn't bear the thought of if someone were to find you before me...is he here?
[Luke looks genuinely apologetic, his hands and arms stiffly at his side, bowing to Aether as if the prince might rain punishment down on him for such a rude intrusion. Though Luke has asked if Childe is there, it's without a doubt to him that the other lump under the covers is the knight he's looking for.
Childe pokes his head out from the covers, his expression a mess of previously terrified now relieved yet completely embarrassed all at the same time. He laughs nervously, scratching his face with his finger as he looks over to his squire.]
Y-Yes, I'm here. How late am I?
About two hours, [Luke explains, urgency in his eyes.]
Tell them I'll be along shortly, if you could? It seems I've...hm...overslept.
[Luke nods, hurrying out of the room, and Childe groans. Two hours...]
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I'm so terribly sorry your highness! Sir Childe is being sought out for training this morning, and I thought to come here first given he didn't come back last night. I couldn't bear the thought of if someone were to find you before me...is he here?
[Luke looks genuinely apologetic, his hands and arms stiffly at his side, bowing to Aether as if the prince might rain punishment down on him for such a rude intrusion. Though Luke has asked if Childe is there, it's without a doubt to him that the other lump under the covers is the knight he's looking for.
Childe pokes his head out from the covers, his expression a mess of previously terrified now relieved yet completely embarrassed all at the same time. He laughs nervously, scratching his face with his finger as he looks over to his squire.]
Y-Yes, I'm here. How late am I?
About two hours, [Luke explains, urgency in his eyes.]
Tell them I'll be along shortly, if you could? It seems I've...hm...overslept.
[Luke nods, hurrying out of the room, and Childe groans. Two hours...]