[Shell is caught off guard by the touch, but he doesn't pull away. It felt strangely intimate, and for a moment, Shell finds himself reminded on One. That gentle touch with a gloved hand...]
[Perhaps then it's for the best that Childe's words hit so hard. His expression quickly falls, as his eyes turn towards the ground.]
I... don't exactly have anything I say to that, do I.
You and I both know the thing I need if I want to be healthy.
[Was it foolish to keep being stubborn? Would he be betraying himself if he gave in?]
[He doesn't think his choice is wrong, but... well, One said it best. Shell didn't worry about himself. Perhaps all of this was just a different manifestation of his previous self-destructive tendencies.]
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[Perhaps then it's for the best that Childe's words hit so hard. His expression quickly falls, as his eyes turn towards the ground.]
I... don't exactly have anything I say to that, do I.
You and I both know the thing I need if I want to be healthy.
[Was it foolish to keep being stubborn? Would he be betraying himself if he gave in?]
[He doesn't think his choice is wrong, but... well, One said it best. Shell didn't worry about himself. Perhaps all of this was just a different manifestation of his previous self-destructive tendencies.]