“You don’t deserve this, my love,” Childe said in a gentle voice as he slowly crouched down in front of you. The walls were burning around you. You were trapped, and you had been for the past five minutes. Your lover, Childe’s nemesis, had left you to protect the city.

“Come, let’s get you home.” Childe gently picked you up. You couldn’t help but instinctively curl into his arms, sobbing quietly. He pressed his lips gently to your temple.

“Shh… Let’s go…”