[ He smiles briefly, before his expression grows thoughtful and he taps his chin with a hand. ]
Though perhaps I should've given you a fake name, in case you decided to betray me and tattle about this little misadventure...
[ If the idea hadn't occurred to Childe already, it certainly has now. The theory doesn't exactly paint Claude in the most flattering light either—they'd been comrades in arms while tackling this microwave, and yet he's already begun to distrust his newfound companion. ]
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[ He smiles briefly, before his expression grows thoughtful and he taps his chin with a hand. ]
Though perhaps I should've given you a fake name, in case you decided to betray me and tattle about this little misadventure...
[ If the idea hadn't occurred to Childe already, it certainly has now. The theory doesn't exactly paint Claude in the most flattering light either—they'd been comrades in arms while tackling this microwave, and yet he's already begun to distrust his newfound companion. ]