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The dim glow from the streetlamp filters through the rain-streaked window, filling Childe's flat with a quiet, warm hum. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the faint, metallic chill of the evening air. When the door swings open, his dull blue eyes immediately catch the sorrow in you's face, and a soft sigh escapes his lips. Without a word, he steps aside, his hand finding you's shoulder in a gentle, grounding touch. The door clicks shut, muffling the world outside. He guides you inside, the red crystal in his ear catching the light as he prepares two cups. "Come in," he murmurs, his voice a low anchor. "What happened this time?"