[ Without realizing it, her gaze had moved back towards the large window, watching the snow begin to fall again outside. So rarely had she been engrossed in a sea of homesickness for this long. Is it a dangerous thing, she wonders, to want so deeply for something she had in some ways taken for granted? When Claude speaks, and her gaze skips back towards him, there's a faint answer in her mind that, yes. It could.
But that's neither here nor there because there's something else more important that has arisen. ]
You've never skated?
[ Just as he suspects, Hilda immediately catches onto what he's saying and she can't help but sound amused, her eyebrows lifting slightly. She shouldn't feel so surprised. Claude's distaste of the cold isn't a well kept secret, or a secret at all actually. So maybe the surprise comes because she had thought that if anyone would have taken him skating, it might have been Sylvain. After all, there had been a time where she hadn't been here, and amongst the many things the two enjoyed doing with one another it was daring one another to do any assortment of things ranging from silly to downright stupid.
The thought of time without her should bring about a twinge of bitterness. And maybe it does stir something deep in her belly, adding more weight to her paranoia - but she can't hide the faint lift of her lips. ]
It's not that difficult. [ And that should mean something coming from the woman who shied away from most everything. She tilts her head towards the door. ] We could go try it now. If you want. Maybe get in some practice before Sylvain makes fun of you for not being able to?
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But that's neither here nor there because there's something else more important that has arisen. ]
You've never skated?
[ Just as he suspects, Hilda immediately catches onto what he's saying and she can't help but sound amused, her eyebrows lifting slightly. She shouldn't feel so surprised. Claude's distaste of the cold isn't a well kept secret, or a secret at all actually. So maybe the surprise comes because she had thought that if anyone would have taken him skating, it might have been Sylvain. After all, there had been a time where she hadn't been here, and amongst the many things the two enjoyed doing with one another it was daring one another to do any assortment of things ranging from silly to downright stupid.
The thought of time without her should bring about a twinge of bitterness. And maybe it does stir something deep in her belly, adding more weight to her paranoia - but she can't hide the faint lift of her lips. ]
It's not that difficult. [ And that should mean something coming from the woman who shied away from most everything. She tilts her head towards the door. ] We could go try it now. If you want. Maybe get in some practice before Sylvain makes fun of you for not being able to?