[Once Yoimiya sits down next to him, he scoots closer to her, pressing his arm lightly against her own. He wants to be ready for when they're at each other's throats during the race, pushing up against each other and smack talking while trying to overcome the other. He gives her a small smile, one that has sly tone to it, letting his own competitive nature come to the forefront for the rest of the night's activities. Bring it, lady.
At this point, Childe has his preferences so he quickly chooses everything he wants for his character, waiting patiently for the others to go through and pick what they want. Though he may be familiar with Mâ–Šâ–Šâ–Šâ–Š Kart at this point, he's not familiar with most other games. Tartaglia is surprised to hear that Isabelle was in another game. Huh.
He turns around to look up at Ayaka and Cloud, curiosity painted across his face.]
Oh? What sort of game is she in, then?
[The way Cloud says that gives him no clue on what kind of game Isabelle is from at all. He would also like to know the name, plz and thank you]
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At this point, Childe has his preferences so he quickly chooses everything he wants for his character, waiting patiently for the others to go through and pick what they want. Though he may be familiar with Mâ–Šâ–Šâ–Šâ–Š Kart at this point, he's not familiar with most other games. Tartaglia is surprised to hear that Isabelle was in another game. Huh.
He turns around to look up at Ayaka and Cloud, curiosity painted across his face.]
Oh? What sort of game is she in, then?
[The way Cloud says that gives him no clue on what kind of game Isabelle is from at all. He would also like to know the name, plz and thank you]