[ Is his immediately fired back quip once they're seated and he pulls his gaze away from the skates in question to Hilda with a grin to match. Claude might've even included some ridiculous bow to match the title used on him and purely in hopes of making Hilda laugh. The skates do look rather complicated now that he's eying them with the realization he has to get them on, though Hilda pointing out the potential for accidents - ]
But hey, I don't want to break my ankles either! Speaking from experience I can tell you breaking something in here feels just like the real thing and I'm not eager to repeat it.
[ Thanks, labyrinth! Claude doesn't want to dwell on that either any longer than the follow up questions will take to answer since he knows he can't get away with saying something like that without Hilda (correctly) questioning it. At least if he does crash and burn he'll be ready for that particular disaster - and it doesn't change he'd rather encounter it here than anywhere in person where it's easy enough to fix.
Enough procrastinating; Claude reaches for one set of the skates and peers at them up close before raising an eyebrow. They look somewhat simple, but far be it for him to not think there's a trick to it both in mild suspicion and genuine curiosity about what all goes into this skating adventure. He's also possibly adding a second sweater surreptitiously under his coat for good measure. ]
Maybe you can show me how to do them? If we do get dragged somewhere later it'll save me there with any luck and all credit to your tutelage, of course. Though that does mean I'm counting on you keeping my ankles intact and my roguishly beautiful face unblemished all for your viewing pleasure.
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[ Is his immediately fired back quip once they're seated and he pulls his gaze away from the skates in question to Hilda with a grin to match. Claude might've even included some ridiculous bow to match the title used on him and purely in hopes of making Hilda laugh. The skates do look rather complicated now that he's eying them with the realization he has to get them on, though Hilda pointing out the potential for accidents - ]
But hey, I don't want to break my ankles either! Speaking from experience I can tell you breaking something in here feels just like the real thing and I'm not eager to repeat it.
[ Thanks, labyrinth! Claude doesn't want to dwell on that either any longer than the follow up questions will take to answer since he knows he can't get away with saying something like that without Hilda (correctly) questioning it. At least if he does crash and burn he'll be ready for that particular disaster - and it doesn't change he'd rather encounter it here than anywhere in person where it's easy enough to fix.
Enough procrastinating; Claude reaches for one set of the skates and peers at them up close before raising an eyebrow. They look somewhat simple, but far be it for him to not think there's a trick to it both in mild suspicion and genuine curiosity about what all goes into this skating adventure. He's also possibly adding a second sweater surreptitiously under his coat for good measure. ]
Maybe you can show me how to do them? If we do get dragged somewhere later it'll save me there with any luck and all credit to your tutelage, of course. Though that does mean I'm counting on you keeping my ankles intact and my roguishly beautiful face unblemished all for your viewing pleasure.