[ The lack of answer isn't bothersome since he wasn't honestly expecting to hear something back. There's no rush to move, either, since Sylvain seems as comfortable as they can get here and Claude's reluctant to disturb him from that. He keeps running a hand through hair and stops only because Sylvain moves.
That's not a phrase that inspires confidence. Not when Sylvain looks like this, with something unreadable beneath all those signs of illness - not when it's made doubly ominous because of it. Claude has never promised anything without knowing what it is first before in his life; Sylvain knows this or made a guess close enough to it before in a vastly different situation. That only adds to the apprehension while he scans the other's face with his brows creased slightly. ]
What is it?
[ A cautious question first though either way, he's not about to start now. ]
no subject
That's not a phrase that inspires confidence. Not when Sylvain looks like this, with something unreadable beneath all those signs of illness - not when it's made doubly ominous because of it. Claude has never promised anything without knowing what it is first before in his life; Sylvain knows this or made a guess close enough to it before in a vastly different situation. That only adds to the apprehension while he scans the other's face with his brows creased slightly. ]
What is it?
[ A cautious question first though either way, he's not about to start now. ]