[Laughing, he lets her lead him, wondering if she's had to do this plenty of times before when hiding people from the Vision Hunt Decree. It's a relief when they finally arrive in the village, trying to be on his best behavior even while completely intoxicated while they check into the inn. He's sure that the owner could probably smell it on them, turning their nose up a little bit because of the smell, but all's well that ends well when they finally get to their room.

Childe takes a look around, not used to being in small, homey places like this during his stays overseas. As a Harbinger, he's used to getting the best treatment, but this suits him just as well too. It reminds him of growing up, sighing happily at the quaint little room as he too begins to undress to put the robe on.]

It's quite comfortable in here. But I don't think it's the room itself that's going to ensure that we have a nice rest...

[Tartaglia drunkenly slides his arms around her, swaying back and forth with her in his arms as he closes his eyes. The world spins from behind his eyelids, giggling like a little girl who's been terribly naughty but doesn't seem to feel a bit of remorse about it.]

Hmmm, I think you look pretty good in all white. Pure, just like the snow of my homeland...

[He grins, because Yoimiya is anything but pure, and he knows it. He's planning on making her even more impure as the night goes on, placing a gentle kiss to her lips as he thinks about it.]