[ It is just of much a surprise to him as it is to her that he calls her name when so often, when all he calls her is some kind of playful Your Majesty, but she does rise. She gets to her feet, holding back a wince because she can't sustain her weight equally anymore, because she is Queen Medb, and she doesn't go down easily.
She doesn't think she has to worry about Childe because she knows how capable he is in a fight, but when his knife turns to rubber— ]
Childe!
[ Because as much as she is willing to kill him to live, because they've talked about that, haven't they? How they would kill each other, if they had to? She does care for him. For better or worse, she does care about him.
And she can't hobble towards the two of them fast enough before the alien monster tries to claw or bite the life out of him. ]
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She doesn't think she has to worry about Childe because she knows how capable he is in a fight, but when his knife turns to rubber— ]
Childe!
[ Because as much as she is willing to kill him to live, because they've talked about that, haven't they? How they would kill each other, if they had to? She does care for him. For better or worse, she does care about him.
And she can't hobble towards the two of them fast enough before the alien monster tries to claw or bite the life out of him. ]