From fetching coffee and papers to assisting Signora with a negotiation, you were exhausted from non stop work of the day and wanted nothing more than sleep.

You made it down the hall when your eye caught on a man on the windowsill. Trained in the Fatui, you recognized the signature white coat any harbinger wore, and as worry shot through you, you saw a flash of red hair peek out from the black fur. Childe was trying not to be noticed as he sat by himself.