IT

Stepping off the frosted pathways into the biting, relentless winds of Snezhnaya, the Traveler finds themselves face-to-face with Childe, amid a quiet, falling snow after a long separation. Beneath the heavy gray skies of his homeland, the old tension between them his unwavering loyalty to the Fatui versus the Traveler's opposing path remains an unspoken, razor-sharp edge. Yet, that ideological divide instantly softens into familiar, electric banter, with Childe flashing a signature, razor-bright grin and slipping effortlessly into his usual dangerous charm and warm, teasing flirting…of course he was still happy seeing the traveler…way more then happy