. . . [ Childe hesitates a moment before giving a light shake of his head and shrugs lightly, trying to show that it's not really a big deal or anything that she doesn't remember. This is completely fine. ] Sort of, in a dream somewhere.
[ or not a dream at all, that is very obviously the real answer despite his words. Still, it doesn't seem to be out of malice that he's attempting to brush it (or her) off. he's a stranger to her, afterall, and this isn't a joyous experience even if it's a dream. ]
...Anyway, you should head that way. [ he points her in the direction of the light, away from the gravitating presence of emptiness and despair that seems to be the path into the dark. ] Once you do, I'm sure you'll find some friendly faces that can help you once you wake up.
[ He'll turn halfway, intending to retreat back to the dark himself rather than linger in the middle, but before he actually does so he'll wait as if making sure she goes off in the direction he suggested without any inconveniences or complications. ]
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[ or not a dream at all, that is very obviously the real answer despite his words. Still, it doesn't seem to be out of malice that he's attempting to brush it (or her) off. he's a stranger to her, afterall, and this isn't a joyous experience even if it's a dream. ]
...Anyway, you should head that way. [ he points her in the direction of the light, away from the gravitating presence of emptiness and despair that seems to be the path into the dark. ] Once you do, I'm sure you'll find some friendly faces that can help you once you wake up.
[ He'll turn halfway, intending to retreat back to the dark himself rather than linger in the middle, but before he actually does so he'll wait as if making sure she goes off in the direction he suggested without any inconveniences or complications. ]