"You... how do you know the wound won't go bad, then?" Lucia Corina has a perfectly reasonable amount of concern about infection. You can die from the smallest scratch, if it goes bad.

Intense is definitely a word for it. Childe seems... battle-mad, in an unpredictable way, if it can be triggered by merely the mention of a name. The battle-mad can't always tell who they're attacking.

Looking away, she misses the softer expression. He promises more violence, and... well. She'd like to believe a promise of protection, but she's too chary of him now. If she has a choice of who to hide behind if something happens, it will be Casper, or even the Iudex, not Childe.

But he sounds... proud of that title. Maybe it's a safer topic. "Tsaritsa's Vanguard?"