[You know, hilariously, after this whole ridiculous song and dance they've been doing, this is the thing that actually gets Childe to relax. It truly is a quintessential Harbinger answer, and considering he, too, views the Harbingers as a stepping stone, he's inclined to believe this over everything else Scaramouche has said thus far.]
Alright. [As in--alright, he believes Scaramouche. Maybe not about everything--he's not that naive--but he's willing to concede that the likelihood of Scaramouche telling the truth is higher than the convoluted spy scenario he'd been running on thus far.
Still:] If we get out of here, will you still help Her Majesty burn down the old world?
[THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY IT TOOK A WHOLEASS WEEK TO FINALLY LAND HERE AND THE LANDING PAD WAS "lmao i was here for shits and giggles". It makes him want to perish. But also, he should have fucking known, because what bigger ID for a Harbinger exists than "we're all just here to do whatever the fuck".
The question has him laughing, though. This, by comparison, is a surprisingly airy sound.]
I have my own business to finish, and I've left the name "Scaramouche" behind, anyway. [FUCK THE HARBINGERS!! Though, there's a brief little pause as he considers.]
...But I guess our goals aren't dissimilar. Humans disgust me and I have even less tolerance for the divine. Those comfortable gods and their precious Heavenly Principles make me sick. I've torn the false stars from their skies before, and I would do it again.
[Scaramouche really out here like "fuck literally everything to ever exist actually". So, like. Not a yes!! But also not a no.]
physically see the temptation to say "obviously you didn't because it's on your profile lmao" just to get scaramouche to fight him again
But MIRACULOUSLY he holds back... good job Childe. This may or may not be because he's thinking about how he wants to fight Celestia and even though Scaramouche is fun to fight here, he is so tragically nerfed. Sad.]
...For now, I'll accept that. [If only because there's no actual proof that they have any way out of this place; though he isn't entirely convinced that they're all dead, either.]
[Childe is so fucking stupid and he entirely assumes that whatever he's holding himself back from saying would involve fighting and that his reasons for holding back also probably involve fighting. Just out here pointing at this fool and assigning him one single fighting braincell.
His shoulders rise a little.]
It is what it, whether you accept it or not. I still won't give you my gnosis, either.
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Alright. [As in--alright, he believes Scaramouche. Maybe not about everything--he's not that naive--but he's willing to concede that the likelihood of Scaramouche telling the truth is higher than the convoluted spy scenario he'd been running on thus far.
Still:] If we get out of here, will you still help Her Majesty burn down the old world?
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The question has him laughing, though. This, by comparison, is a surprisingly airy sound.]
I have my own business to finish, and I've left the name "Scaramouche" behind, anyway. [FUCK THE HARBINGERS!! Though, there's a brief little pause as he considers.]
...But I guess our goals aren't dissimilar. Humans disgust me and I have even less tolerance for the divine. Those comfortable gods and their precious Heavenly Principles make me sick. I've torn the false stars from their skies before, and I would do it again.
[Scaramouche really out here like "fuck literally everything to ever exist actually". So, like. Not a yes!! But also not a no.]
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physically see the temptation to say "obviously you didn't because it's on your profile lmao" just to get scaramouche to fight him again
But MIRACULOUSLY he holds back... good job Childe. This may or may not be because he's thinking about how he wants to fight Celestia and even though Scaramouche is fun to fight here, he is so tragically nerfed. Sad.]
...For now, I'll accept that. [If only because there's no actual proof that they have any way out of this place; though he isn't entirely convinced that they're all dead, either.]
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His shoulders rise a little.]
It is what it, whether you accept it or not. I still won't give you my gnosis, either.
[Binch.]
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But yeah, yeah. Childe lifts a hand dismissively, turning to leave.]
We'll see.
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Tragically he doesn't, he just rolls his eyes and watches his number one most hated ginger leave.]