[Chile feels like he's barely gotten in a word in comparison now. He's sort of at a loss for words for a moment, trying to process all that versus what he wanted to say to Aether to begin with.]
You act as if I do this out of obligation. Don't you think you're not giving me enough credit now?
[He's not even going to touch the topic of Lumine now. Aether can think what he wants and he's going to leave it at that.]
Perhaps you're right. There's a chance anything I say might be a waste of my breath, given how you've managed to cover all your bases it seems.
[He could think of something. But maybe trying to speak to what he thinks is the problem isn't the right way to approach it, given how much Aether's built a solid wall between himself and Childe, at least it seems that way to the Harbinger. So why try to chip at the wall in the wrong place when he can let Aether open it for him instead?]
Hm, but I still wonder...[He says, holding a finger up to his chin,] How different do you think I am, in comparison to the Tartaglia you know from your own timeline? You said earlier you guessed that every me from every timeline can't help but love to fight- so I'm guessing you thought there was a chance I wouldn't be quite the same person, is that right?
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[Chile feels like he's barely gotten in a word in comparison now. He's sort of at a loss for words for a moment, trying to process all that versus what he wanted to say to Aether to begin with.]
You act as if I do this out of obligation. Don't you think you're not giving me enough credit now?
[He's not even going to touch the topic of Lumine now. Aether can think what he wants and he's going to leave it at that.]
You haven't even let me explain myself yet.
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[ maybe a little embarrassed now. ]
...Go ahead, then. I just... was getting it out ahead of time so you didn't have to waste your breath or anything, is all!
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[He could think of something. But maybe trying to speak to what he thinks is the problem isn't the right way to approach it, given how much Aether's built a solid wall between himself and Childe, at least it seems that way to the Harbinger. So why try to chip at the wall in the wrong place when he can let Aether open it for him instead?]
Hm, but I still wonder...[He says, holding a finger up to his chin,] How different do you think I am, in comparison to the Tartaglia you know from your own timeline? You said earlier you guessed that every me from every timeline can't help but love to fight- so I'm guessing you thought there was a chance I wouldn't be quite the same person, is that right?