[ Not the best night of his life, one can imagine, especially considering that the incense is still burning—but, at least, it's not nearly such a devastating effect as getting the concentrated inhale that Childe was forced to earlier. The effects ebb and flow more subtlety, so he's lucky that no more massive hallucinations of one's own death should be crawling around his consciousness. The tug at his mind still exists, of course, along with a suggestive haze to push certain emotions one way or another. Without a direction for them to be pulled at current, though, Childe will simply feel dazed and sluggish like typical sedative drugs do rather than want impulse need to act in any fashion.
He will also see he is not alone despite being rather unceremoniously chained to the floor like an animal. That familiar large plush whale is near him and Zhongli is hugging onto it while flopped on it, eyeing Childe from a position on the floor as well. ]
I imagine that was not how you intended the meeting to go.
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He will also see he is not alone despite being rather unceremoniously chained to the floor like an animal. That familiar large plush whale is near him and Zhongli is hugging onto it while flopped on it, eyeing Childe from a position on the floor as well. ]
I imagine that was not how you intended the meeting to go.