[ He doesn't react to the Harbinger catching up with him and choosing to walk by his side. He doesn't even grace the man with a look of acknowledgement, gazing ahead into the darkness instead.
The silence isn't an awkward one, however. It simply exists in the space between them, the secret of the drifter's true thoughts hidden within. And when Childe chooses to break it with his inquiries, the Wanderer doesn't react. He stays silent for a moment, two moments, long enough for the Harbinger to think he didn't ever intend on responding.
And then, he does. ]
It's a mess of plants and water. There are no signs of life, as far as I can tell.
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The silence isn't an awkward one, however. It simply exists in the space between them, the secret of the drifter's true thoughts hidden within. And when Childe chooses to break it with his inquiries, the Wanderer doesn't react. He stays silent for a moment, two moments, long enough for the Harbinger to think he didn't ever intend on responding.
And then, he does. ]
It's a mess of plants and water. There are no signs of life, as far as I can tell.