The fact that the girl relents actually has an effect on her. Childe leans back in her chair and something visibly relaxes in the set of her shoulders. It's clear that she's tired of fighting people on this, so the acceptance and capitulation is as near a godsend as anything ever is on this shitty little mudball world. "Thank you," she returns, with a nod.

"Etheria... was it anything like this? That's a strange coincidence of a name." Not that such things don't happen, but she'd rather explore every option. "I know a lot of people are from various points in Earth's history, it wouldn't shock me to learn that someone was from this world in its past or future, either."

She focuses on that for now, though the rest certainly does not go unnoticed. It's not surprising the girl's a leader, she reminds Childe far too much of herself at that age, getting into the Slipscale Wars before she knew just how over her head it was going to be.