[ As Sylvain keeps his back turned and grapples with whatever it is that's on his mind, he waits patiently for whatever it is he might receive in response. And when it's revealed - that does put more context to everything. Claude considers that and the apology, and then just as quickly discards the latter, given that - in his mind - there's nothing to apologize for. On Sylvain's side, that is, and now he breaks eye contact with the back of the other's head to consider the ground around them.
He'd been a little too busy being agitated when he'd made his way over, but this section of the cave floor is relatively dry. When he reaches out to run a hand over it tentatively to check for unseen hazards in the dim light, it almost feels as if there's some kind of coarse greenery here. It's better than the alternative. ]
Will you sit back down? [ That it's phrased as a question over anything else is a deliberate choice on his part, and rather than staying folded up himself Claude stretches his legs out to take advantage of this area while they have it and stops to consider something else for a couple moments before adding another thought. ] Or, if you'd rather, you could...
[ Trailing off, he completes that thought with a gesture of one hand to the space next to him where someone could, if they chose to, lay down in it to stretch out themselves with the option to also use him as a pillow. It might be better than pacing when they'll have who knows how much time to do that later, but this also hinges on Sylvain turning back around. ]
no subject
He'd been a little too busy being agitated when he'd made his way over, but this section of the cave floor is relatively dry. When he reaches out to run a hand over it tentatively to check for unseen hazards in the dim light, it almost feels as if there's some kind of coarse greenery here. It's better than the alternative. ]
Will you sit back down? [ That it's phrased as a question over anything else is a deliberate choice on his part, and rather than staying folded up himself Claude stretches his legs out to take advantage of this area while they have it and stops to consider something else for a couple moments before adding another thought. ] Or, if you'd rather, you could...
[ Trailing off, he completes that thought with a gesture of one hand to the space next to him where someone could, if they chose to, lay down in it to stretch out themselves with the option to also use him as a pillow. It might be better than pacing when they'll have who knows how much time to do that later, but this also hinges on Sylvain turning back around. ]