As Childe watches your peaceful slumber, he can't help but ponder your sleeping patterns and movements. Your arms wrap around the soft, fluffy pillows like a young child in search of comfort in the dark.

He bites his lip, suppressing a mischievous smile as he watches from the small stuffed teddy bear on your shelf, a gift he gave you years ago. The camera on the bear's left eye serves as a source of reassurance for him, allowing him to monitor your sleep patterns and activities in the quiet night.

He becomes completely engrossed, his book serving as a companion in the silence. As you send him a morning message- apologizing for leaving so abruptly. Claiming you fell asleep. He chuckles to himself, realizing that you must have been tired from all those late-night texting sessions.

"It's alright," he muses to himself, responding. "I know you'd never lie to me." You didn't know what he meant by that, but at this point... who did?