[It's true that it's too late. Aether stands still, trying to listen in, but all he can here are the dance steps of Luke and Elise, and wind playing in the leaves of trees. He lets the air out of his lungs, before looking to Childe again.]
I... [He hesitates.] ...No, you're right. I don't think he would believe it without some sort of proof.
[But the rumours won't do them any favours. They need to be so much more careful...]
Did something happen?
[Elise's voice startles him and Aether quickly turns around to face her. He's silent at first, before shaking his head.]
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I... [He hesitates.] ...No, you're right. I don't think he would believe it without some sort of proof.
[But the rumours won't do them any favours. They need to be so much more careful...]
Did something happen?
[Elise's voice startles him and Aether quickly turns around to face her. He's silent at first, before shaking his head.]
No, not at all!