[ The wistful thought comes unbidden before she can stop herself, so caught up in this recounting of a piece of Claude's childhood that she had never been privy to. The heat of embarrassment rises to her cheeks once more when she realizes what she's let that thought slip. Why that is, she can't say. It's not like she was overstepping any boundaries. Not when he had already implied as much given everything they had gone through until this point. Quickly she follows up with - ]
Once you're not busy winning the throne that is. I'm sure that will take some time.
[ Would they ever return back to Fodlan? There have been too many times as of late where she'll drift to sleep wondering if she'll wake up the next morning not here, but back on Gronder Field about to step into the fog to fight old friends and classmates. Or worse. She wakes to find Sylvain and Claude gone, leaving her here alone. The former has plagued her since their kidnapping and it had never left. The thought makes her heart clench but she artfully presses it back down like the thought had never occurred to her in the first place.
Instead she offers him a cheeky smile. ]
That's the plan! I'll lay out the design, buy all the furniture and paint, and Holst can do all the heavy lifting.
[ As for the lake... ]
It's glacier water so it's freezing even in the summer. [ Involuntarily she shivers at the thought of summers past where she had been pulled in by Holst or the times when her feet grazed the cool surface in an attempt to cool herself down without jumping right in. ] You'd hate it. It isn't that bad right now either though. It's thick enough to skate on.
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[ The wistful thought comes unbidden before she can stop herself, so caught up in this recounting of a piece of Claude's childhood that she had never been privy to. The heat of embarrassment rises to her cheeks once more when she realizes what she's let that thought slip. Why that is, she can't say. It's not like she was overstepping any boundaries. Not when he had already implied as much given everything they had gone through until this point. Quickly she follows up with - ]
Once you're not busy winning the throne that is. I'm sure that will take some time.
[ Would they ever return back to Fodlan? There have been too many times as of late where she'll drift to sleep wondering if she'll wake up the next morning not here, but back on Gronder Field about to step into the fog to fight old friends and classmates. Or worse. She wakes to find Sylvain and Claude gone, leaving her here alone. The former has plagued her since their kidnapping and it had never left. The thought makes her heart clench but she artfully presses it back down like the thought had never occurred to her in the first place.
Instead she offers him a cheeky smile. ]
That's the plan! I'll lay out the design, buy all the furniture and paint, and Holst can do all the heavy lifting.
[ As for the lake... ]
It's glacier water so it's freezing even in the summer. [ Involuntarily she shivers at the thought of summers past where she had been pulled in by Holst or the times when her feet grazed the cool surface in an attempt to cool herself down without jumping right in. ] You'd hate it. It isn't that bad right now either though. It's thick enough to skate on.