[ He sighs as the teeth sink into his neck, unsteady for a moment on his feet as he allows that pleasurable feeling to wash over him. But then his eyes snap open quickly, expression teasing. ]
Silly Childe.
[ Steadying himself, he climbs onto the Exuvia with Childe still in his arms. ]
You've already staked a claim on me, have you not? In that sense, am I not already yours?
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Silly Childe.
[ Steadying himself, he climbs onto the Exuvia with Childe still in his arms. ]
You've already staked a claim on me, have you not? In that sense, am I not already yours?