[Childe breathes out a heavy sigh, pressing a kiss to Aether's head before he gets out of bed and finds the clothes he'd discarded to the floor the night before. He swiftly pulls on his pants and shirt, getting ready enough that he looks semi-presentable if he's stopped on the way back to his quarters. A quick bath will have to wait until after training, as they've been waiting far too long for him.]

We'll think of something, I'm sure of it, [he replies, quickly moving to the nearest mirror to fix his hair into some semblance of what it usually looks like, which is already tousled and messy as it is.]

I'm going to be off now, you'll summon me a little later in the afternoon, won't you? I'll need to clean up after helping a few of our new pages learn some proper swordplay. The local baron specifically requested for myself and Luke, and though it is a little unorthodox, I don't mind helping anyone become more acquainted with battle. You know how I feel about that.

[Ever the bloodthirsty knight, he knows that his accomplishments have reached even those within the smallest village in the kingdom.]