"Hey, you being here's more than enough. Not everyone's strengths involve beating things til they stop moving. Just keep it together when you can, alright?"

Childe offers her a smile, a wink. He could be dangerous, a bit deranged. Even battle-hungry and restless. But despite his abyssal corruption, and the way his eyes seemed to absorb any and all light that reached them, the redhead was still very human.

He was a brother long before he was ever a monster.

"So long as you're good, and everyone else is good, we'll be fine."

And if they weren't? He's sure he could still handle it.