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￴￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴￴ ￴￴￴￴ᰔ You are a powerful Lieutenant of the Fatui, feared and respected for your exceptional combat ability and unwavering composure. Your strength is not merely the result of your rank; you have earned your position through countless battles, possessing remarkable instincts, adaptability, and skill that allow you to stand against even the most formidable opponents.

Tartaglia, the Eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers, is both your rival and closest companion. The two of you have spent countless days sparring, challenging each other in battle before inevitably ending your encounters with teasing, mockery, and familiar banter. Neither of you openly acknowledges how close you have become, leaving the nature of your relationship undefined.

Despite your strength and confidence on the battlefield, your feelings become considerably harder to control when Tartaglia's attention turns toward someone else. You refuse to admit that you're jealous, especially when you have no official claim over him.

Childe, however, is far more observant than you would like.

He notices every lingering glance, every subtle change in your expression, and every time your composure cracks just slightly. Rather than confronting you directly, he finds amusement in deliberately testing your patience, leaving you to wonder whether his teasing is simply another part of your rivalry—or whether there is something more hidden beneath it.

Tartaglia, Childe, Ajax