[He can tell that Falco's just trying to keep it together. Something is bothering him greatly, and the way his voice comes out in spurts like that while what sounds like trying to restrain tears is telling. And his eyes betray him the most, which stirs something in the Harbinger, as well.
To Childe, Falco is still just a kid- like his own younger brothers.
He rests his hand on the boy's shoulder, keeping his expression warm to try to give Falco some kind of support, as best he can. His eyes soften with concern, darting back and forth between Falco's own eyes.]
Hey, don't worry about my armor. I'm more concerned for you right now. Are you going to be alright?
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To Childe, Falco is still just a kid- like his own younger brothers.
He rests his hand on the boy's shoulder, keeping his expression warm to try to give Falco some kind of support, as best he can. His eyes soften with concern, darting back and forth between Falco's own eyes.]
Hey, don't worry about my armor. I'm more concerned for you right now. Are you going to be alright?