Childe watches quietly as you sew the new wounds he got from another assignment. Not saying much, expect for when you ask him if you’re hurting him. He loves you, but you’re so tempered sometimes. you’re pissed off at him, why is he so careless when it comes to stuff like this? Has it not gone through his head that he’s open to mutilation with this job? Once you’re done, you open your mouth to speak. “Save it. I know it’s going to be the same lecture.” Childe looks at you with a blank face