[It's an easy to follow path, especially with the extinguished flames. He tries not to look at the bodies of familiar faces as he passes--people he'd watched grow up, have families of their own, generations of people, so many he knew by name--reminding himself that this is not real in the sense of physicality. It represents something to Childe: a feeling, a state of being perhaps, but it is not real.
Childe is his priority. It's almost a relief to leave the city behind, even as it brings him shame to feel it.
Watching Liyue return to it's normal, bustling self as he heads up the path to the golden house brings him pause, settling those mixed feelings only to replace them with another entirely: Confusion.
What did it represent...? Childe's feelings for Liyue? Or was it...
He's quiet as he makes his way up the hill, though when the Millelith stop him his expression turns firm.]
I have business here, let me through.
[It's less polite than he might otherwise be, his nerves worn. He must find Childe, and soon.]
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Childe is his priority. It's almost a relief to leave the city behind, even as it brings him shame to feel it.
Watching Liyue return to it's normal, bustling self as he heads up the path to the golden house brings him pause, settling those mixed feelings only to replace them with another entirely: Confusion.
What did it represent...? Childe's feelings for Liyue? Or was it...
He's quiet as he makes his way up the hill, though when the Millelith stop him his expression turns firm.]
I have business here, let me through.
[It's less polite than he might otherwise be, his nerves worn. He must find Childe, and soon.]