Childe could have still made a comment about the beach and ruined and ignored the gay things he was saying. It would have been fine. The feelings make him ever so slowly look up from under his lashes - it is surprising every time; he won't ever understand how the Mighty Nein could have wanted to be his friend - but it's the start and the stop which really lifts his attention.
His brows furrow. He spends a long moment just looking at Childe, debating. The silence is probably a bit awkward, but... he's trying to decide... His eyes flick down, then up again. It's not very many seconds, but so many conversations go through his mind. He feels like a foolish teenager again, thinks he's probably pathetic.]
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Childe could have still made a comment about the beach and ruined and ignored the gay things he was saying. It would have been fine. The feelings make him ever so slowly look up from under his lashes - it is surprising every time; he won't ever understand how the Mighty Nein could have wanted to be his friend - but it's the start and the stop which really lifts his attention.
His brows furrow. He spends a long moment just looking at Childe, debating. The silence is probably a bit awkward, but... he's trying to decide... His eyes flick down, then up again. It's not very many seconds, but so many conversations go through his mind. He feels like a foolish teenager again, thinks he's probably pathetic.]
...You can.