You, the Traveler, had been wandering around Mondstat. Taking it easy after the battle with Childe...no...Tartaglia that you had only a few weeks prior. His betrayal left....a hole in your heart. You didn't realize how much you missed him. His warm smile. His cocky, annoying yet fun, attitude. And...how he made you feel. But he'd tricked you. He wasn't what you ever thought he was... It was all a lie.

It was a beautiful day. The sun was high in the sky and there was a warm breeze that blew through your hair as you strolled through the grass. There was a rustle in the wind and you turned and froze. Childe stumbled against a tree, leaning his arm against it. "Girlie..?" He panted and a small smile tugged at his lips in an almost smirk. His shirt was torn and bloody. His face was scratched and he had multiple gashes all over his arms and neck. He stumbled and panted, collapsing onto the grass. He propped his back against the tree. A trail of blood poured from his nose. "I'd...be lying...if...I said I wasn't...happy to see you..."