If you can win a war, I'm sure navigating Hoslt Goneril won't be a problem for you.
[ The ice skating lesson isn't enough to subconsciously make her forget that there's a reason she had been in the Horizon in the first place. Nor is it enough to forget about Claude's offer to let her meet his parents some day if they ever returned home. There's still so much newness to this new chapter of their relationship that she had nudged the door closed on what it could mean beyond that. It doesn't escape her if they had been in Fodlan, such an offer might imply other things. But that thought too had been shoved behind the door not to be thought about now, or even in the short term.
Getting her hopes up was the worst thing that could happen here. And all she wants is to soak in as much of this - the cold air biting at their cheeks, the warmth of his hands in hers - as possible because a part of her still thinks this might not last. And a run-in with a certain blonde in Nocwich certainly hadn't helped matters.
Thankfully Claude's grand, hypothetical proposal is enough to push that last thought back a little further into her mind. In fact, it's enough to make her eyes glint with the telltale sign of amusement. ]
Now hold on, what kind of adventure did you have in mind? The middle of the night is when I get my best sleeping done, you know.
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If you can win a war, I'm sure navigating Hoslt Goneril won't be a problem for you.
[ The ice skating lesson isn't enough to subconsciously make her forget that there's a reason she had been in the Horizon in the first place. Nor is it enough to forget about Claude's offer to let her meet his parents some day if they ever returned home. There's still so much newness to this new chapter of their relationship that she had nudged the door closed on what it could mean beyond that. It doesn't escape her if they had been in Fodlan, such an offer might imply other things. But that thought too had been shoved behind the door not to be thought about now, or even in the short term.
Getting her hopes up was the worst thing that could happen here. And all she wants is to soak in as much of this - the cold air biting at their cheeks, the warmth of his hands in hers - as possible because a part of her still thinks this might not last. And a run-in with a certain blonde in Nocwich certainly hadn't helped matters.
Thankfully Claude's grand, hypothetical proposal is enough to push that last thought back a little further into her mind. In fact, it's enough to make her eyes glint with the telltale sign of amusement. ]
Now hold on, what kind of adventure did you have in mind? The middle of the night is when I get my best sleeping done, you know.