[At least, they're not in danger. If anything, with the Dendro Archon here, they're even more safe than before, which is a huge relief on Childe's part. The glaive is dismissed into the ether, and with one deep breath, the dark armor begins to crumble and dissipate like sand in the wind off of his body. Moments later, in the place where his monstrous form once stood, is Tartaglia looking like his normal self, eyes closed as the last of the Foul Legacy Transformation finally flicks off of him and into nothingness.

He switches into diplomat mode as quickly as he can switch to battle mode, keeping his attention on Nahida and paying no mind to Yoimiya. He doubts there's much Yoimiya can do that would anger this particular archon, so he's not worried about it.]

You'll have to forgive us, Archon. I'm number eleven of the Fatui Harbingers, codename Childe. And this is Miss Naganohara Yoimiya, of Inazuma. We're here as sort of refugees, seeking temporary asylum from an outside threat that's been following us from Snezhnaya.

[That pretty much sums it up, he thinks. It's more likely Nahida knows why they were allowed in Vanaranara, so no need to sum that up.]

I'm guessing my little stunt there disturbed the peace here, didn't it? My apologies, I hadn't meant to frighten anyone.

[Nahida looks thoughtfully at the both of them, trying to gauge Childe more than Yoimiya. He is the most dangerous one here in her opinion, but she's curious as to what could possibly be so threatening that even he, with that power, would have to hide.]

You both shook up the Aranara quite a bit, and I sensed a lot of peculiar energy coming from this realm. But, apology accepted. At least I know that the forest isn't in danger. Maybe we can chat a little more somewhere else? This realm isn't safe either to have a discussion.