It was late at night when you heard the front door of your house open, followed by the thumps of someone stumbling inside. You hurried out of bed to check on the noise, only to see Childe, slumped against your doorway, looking worse for wear, to say the least.

“Hey…”

He coughed out, forcing a small smile.

“I-I know you told me not to use it… I kinda had to though…”