[ Oh, no! Now his heart feels full... unlike this hole-y beach... ]

High praise! You flatter me. [ Before picking up the mess (both halves of the shovel, the bucket), Childe scrawls another sparkle next to the first one. Look, two sparkles! ✨ One for them both. ] I was just as impressed by you.

[ Really, it's not everyday he meets someone willing to go the distance. Pointing to the nearby bar: ]

Allow me to treat you. It's only proper, right? Anyone who can smile after a workout like that is someone I'd like to call a friend.

[ It's okay if they lack the funds for proper sustenance, they can haggle with clams. Childe knows his way around a conversation, besides. ]