[Zhongli is probably not going to help Childe's current impressions, either-- the warmth of his body is downright magnetic to Zhongli at this size, and there is nothing that is going to stop him from curling up against Childe's torso, a tiny little growl that sounds pleased more than anything escaping him as those fingers brush along his back.
His skin in this form is much as it is when it is larger: soft to the touch like snakeskin, but solid in a way no lizard is.]
My form is more malleable than a human's. Mass matters little, but a smaller size does allow me to control how much of my body must maintain warmth to function, and better concentrate my energies.
I will be fine. The cold does not affect me nearly as poorly as it would an average person, but I must admit I am unused to it, and perhaps did not prepare as well as I should have.
[What he's dancing around is the admission that yes, yes it is the cold. It's a bit galling, honestly.]
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His skin in this form is much as it is when it is larger: soft to the touch like snakeskin, but solid in a way no lizard is.]
My form is more malleable than a human's. Mass matters little, but a smaller size does allow me to control how much of my body must maintain warmth to function, and better concentrate my energies.
I will be fine. The cold does not affect me nearly as poorly as it would an average person, but I must admit I am unused to it, and perhaps did not prepare as well as I should have.
[What he's dancing around is the admission that yes, yes it is the cold. It's a bit galling, honestly.]