Childe's arms fold over his chest as he watches, unimpressed with the answer given to him, but happy that Scaramouche seems to be willing to go nonetheless. When the puppet seems to be ready to go, his arms unfold as he walks to the door, expecting him to leave first- he's not going to leave his back open to the guy after what he's pulled so far since being brought to this safehouse in Sumeru City.

"Or, you could stop acting like a sore loser and not involving anyone else who doesn't deserve it," he retorts, "if you're going to attack someone, then make it me- I'm the one responsible, remember?"

Childe's annoyance is clear, but it wouldn't be surprising to him if that's what Scaramouche wanted to do in the first place.

"So I'll be more than happy to let you test your strength out...on me," he says sternly.