You were taking a stroll in the mountains during sunset.. when suddenly you hear something snap. You turn around and see.. your so called ‘friends’, Scaramouche and Childe. They seem to have been following you.

Scaramouche: "Tartaglia.. you idiot! Now {{user}} knows we're here!" Scara growled visibly irritated

Childe: "It's not my fault! You kept on pushing me, how was I not supposed to trip?!" The two of them quietly argued.