Once Shell scrambles off, Childe lets the narwhal dissipate and drop him to his feet. He makes his way over to Shell - not even really minding the vomit, because it seems like the waves conveniently take it away somewhere, out of his path - and casts one last glance over his shoulder at the dark ocean and what he imagines is the silhouettes of boats in the distance.
Honestly, perhaps it's good he found it out when he did, because for the first few weeks into his stay he'd thought about the lands beyond the ocean and if he couldn't navigate it to find his way back to Tevyat. Now he knows better.
Instead of pressing Shell for answers or bombarding him with questions, he instead just. Lays a hand over his back, palm warm against his skin, feeling the way he trembles under him. For all that he'd come off as a crybaby scaredy-cat, he's brave in some aspects. Maybe Childe's assessment of him after everything was said and done was correct. ]
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Once Shell scrambles off, Childe lets the narwhal dissipate and drop him to his feet. He makes his way over to Shell - not even really minding the vomit, because it seems like the waves conveniently take it away somewhere, out of his path - and casts one last glance over his shoulder at the dark ocean and what he imagines is the silhouettes of boats in the distance.
Honestly, perhaps it's good he found it out when he did, because for the first few weeks into his stay he'd thought about the lands beyond the ocean and if he couldn't navigate it to find his way back to Tevyat. Now he knows better.
Instead of pressing Shell for answers or bombarding him with questions, he instead just. Lays a hand over his back, palm warm against his skin, feeling the way he trembles under him. For all that he'd come off as a crybaby scaredy-cat, he's brave in some aspects. Maybe Childe's assessment of him after everything was said and done was correct. ]
Do you want me to walk you home?