#( NGL I GOOGLED TAGLIATELLE AND ALMOST LOST IT SDFSDF )

[adversaryss]

@vishapsking:

Azhdaha knows when he is being followed. He allows his quiet company to do as they please until he reaches the outskirts of the harbor town. A trick of light perhaps? His amber gaze seem to glow within the moonlight. "We meet again but I can't help but wonder if it is truly a coincidence. Is there something you wished to ask of me, Tagliatelle?"

That was his name, right?

It's not usually Childe's style to hang back and wait- at least, not when it isn't asked of him. This is a self-assigned reconnaissance mission however, so some discretion is required as he follows the object of his interest through the harbor, dull eyes fixed on the man's back without wavering. They've only crossed paths a few times before, but each time has only inspired more questions.

Questions that Childe is determined to get answers to.

In the end, it doesn't come as a surprise that his target is aware of his presence. The Harbinger steps out of the shadows into the moonlight, a frown down-turning his lips at the perceived slight. He is not pasta.

"It's Tartaglia," he corrects him with a small sigh, one hand coming to rest on his hip. "Or 'Childe' works, too, if that's too difficult to remember, Mr. Azhdaha." His gaze lingers on bright amber eyes, a sight that would almost make him think Morax was up to his tricks again if he wasn't so familiar with how they actually looked.

Still, the resemblance can't be a coincidence, can it?

"...But you're not wrong otherwise. There is something I'd like to ask you about."