[Why is Gonna Fly Now suddenly playing in the background? Childe didn't bring a boombox.

He watches on as Manabu practices, scrutinizing every little motion about how his arm swings to how the rest of his body supports every attack.]

Not bad... [He finally says, when Manabu finishes, clapping a hand on his friend's shoulder.] I could already see the improvement. All those lessons with Master Diluc really paid off, huh? Or maybe you had a secret talent I didn't know about?