Yuri might have smuggled me up a few, every now and then. Although they were less heretical and more erotic.

[ There's a snicker in his voice as he clenches his hand around Claude's for a moment, still clinging to his hand. His eyes are closed, just listening to the sound of Claude's voice murmured close behind him. Taking comfort in the contact and closeness for now.

He doesn't supply how Yuri knows about Sylvain's claustrophobia. Yuri seems to know too many secrets about too many people, after all.

The question gets a soft hum, though, as he thinks that over. ] Brigid, maybe. Petra's horizon makes it seem pretty. Although it's not quite the answer to what you asked... I want to go back to Sreng one day. When we're not marching to war with them.