You did not expect to run into a Harbinger on Dragonspine.

Dragonspine was freezing tonight, more so than usual. Both you and Childe were swathed in heavy furs, and yet the cold still permeated your defenses and nipped at your skin. Although you intended to never interact with the Fatui, there was no reality in which you'd comfortably sleep tonight alone.

Now, the two of you were sitting by a blazing fire in a cave, shivering despite the inferno of flames. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.