[The moment the bartender recognizes Childe, Aether's eyes narrow. The exchange that follows does nothing to alleviate the prince's worries. If anything, he's eyeing the drink with suspicion, before leaning closer to his knight to whisper:]
Is this really safe for me to drink? And what have you done in this place before?
[Surely, it must have been nothing good if Childe is already so infamous. Aether can only imagine a drunker brawl has happened or something of that sorts.
...Which would also mean that there's a possibility someone else will recognize the knight and won't like him showing up here.
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Is this really safe for me to drink? And what have you done in this place before?
[Surely, it must have been nothing good if Childe is already so infamous. Aether can only imagine a drunker brawl has happened or something of that sorts.
...Which would also mean that there's a possibility someone else will recognize the knight and won't like him showing up here.
The prince sighs. He really can't relax.]