[ It's easy to see the effect of Baku's words, given Childe's not at all subtle about it. His eyes light up, entire being perking up like a dog catching the scent of something particularly exciting.

If they could have it out right here, he absolutely would. With the power of his Vision he's ready for a fight at any moment. His gaze rakes over Baku's form again, looking for the sword he's talking about. ]

Doesn't a swordsmith make a lot of swords? Wouldn't that mean there's a lot of Muramasas floating around?

[ It's a valid question. He's not pre-gaming before the fight. ]

And... ah, just a little wager over who wins. Not for money, but for something else.

[ If he had more money, he absolutely would, and he's still tempted to just for the posturing and for the sheer arrogance that he wouldn't lose. But he's had to learn to budget ever since rooming with a particular god, and knowing that there were people here who could give him a good beating had him playing it safe - for now. ]

That also depends entirely on what you're willing to give up.