[ Ah. He almost feels like he’s been tricked (not in a bad way, of course - it’s a pleasant surprise).

There’s no reconciling the image of Shell curled up into a crying ball on the locker room floor with who he’s got on his lap now, and, admittedly, he’s perfectly okay with that. Childe’s far from flagging, but the words out of the blond’s mouth has him perking up in more ways than one. ]

Look at you. Maybe you should have had a sip of my blood earlier, when I’d first offered. Who’d have thought such a voracious slut was buried under there?