[He can feel himself start to doze off again on the bench, eyes closing from the terrible sleep he'd had the night before. But his battle senses never fade, something that tells him there's someone coming right at him. It might be the only thing that keeps him from passing out right there on the bench, and a too-familiar "auh" reaches his ears. Childe looks up to see Unnamed looking distraught and throwing himself at him, mildly startling the Harbinger through his sleep-deprived state as he catches him in his arms.
Tartaglia doesn't even know what to say at first. But he recognizes the boy immediately, and tries to calm him down-]
Hey, Nanashi, right? It's okay, I'm right here.
[Ah, but this means the dream he had last night...they'd shared it, hadn't they? He has questions with no answers to them, and a very upset zombie in his arms.]
Don't worry, I'm not gone. It was just a dream, that's all.
FLYING TACKLES YOU :DDDDD
Tartaglia doesn't even know what to say at first. But he recognizes the boy immediately, and tries to calm him down-]
Hey, Nanashi, right? It's okay, I'm right here.
[Ah, but this means the dream he had last night...they'd shared it, hadn't they? He has questions with no answers to them, and a very upset zombie in his arms.]
Don't worry, I'm not gone. It was just a dream, that's all.
[Still doesn't know he's deaf.]