He feels the Kenoma shieking in his mind despite the warmth, the crawling metaphorical urge to turn away from the light himself, but the light provides an undeniable comfort that he hasn't felt since arriving here. Something like the comfort of being around his family, them alive and well and safe and happy to see him.

Without realizing it, Childe finds himself blinking back tears, the sudden sting in his eyes causing him to turn away and run at his eyes even as he growls in response "You say you're tired... and get you want me to turn to the light? Is that some kind of bad joke, if I did that I would be doing it because of you, not anything out anyone else! But you won't be there, will you?!"

Still he suddenly yanks his lance out to stop the electrical current charring flash at the injury. He's practically shaking in his anger and he'll later have to wonder why. "I'm not going to the light just so it can leave me behind to the wolves again!"

He drops off the Sanctifier, disappearing in a swirl of water that crashes to the ground in a large splash leaving Childe behind and safely on the ground. Getting up, he starts stalking away to find another vantage point even as he continues wiping aggressively at tears he can't stop. Guys words are murmured as he goes, barely audible to anyone but himself. "It's already too late for me, anyway, just like it's too late for you."