[ The yawn doesn't fool him whatsoever. But it's enough to bring a fond look to his face as he leans back in his seat to stretch an arm along the back of it just to get more comfortable, since both parts of that feel like a familiar enough routine between them. Including that Hilda's threatening him with being abandoned for a nap, though the idea doesn't sound half bad even if he'd also resurfaced from the day initially in hopes of finding someone to drag along for a meal.
That can wait since teasing her is obviously infinitely more important than anything else. ]
Will it change your mind if I beg and plead for your attention? Because I'm absolutely not above it, especially after I had such a long day of balancing books. You'd think my merchant friend had forgotten how to do it himself since I took over some time ago, but getting it all ironed back out's been a fun project.
[ Not that the merchant had exactly planned for his currently complaining assistant to up and disappear for weeks, but that's besides the point. It's still been a tiring project, though today's added weariness might also be because his sleep last night had been even more suspect than usual. That might've been his own fault since he was lost in a novel he'd regretted not having enough time to finish, but at least it's something for later. He's about to continue teasing her about the nap situation, and then something vaguely shiny on the coffee table gets his attention since it's not something usually there. ]
Hey, what's this?
[ Claude's learned from years of watching Hilda work that by now, he shouldn't touch whatever it is in progress lest something delicate get disturbed no matter how carefully he handles it - he's not about to accidentally undo what she's created. That means he leans forward to peer at it instead to take in what he can see. She's clearly been hard at work and though it doesn't reveal its secrets (if it even has any) to his curious eyes-only investigation, he next looks to Hilda with a grin from his viewpoint. ]
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That can wait since teasing her is obviously infinitely more important than anything else. ]
Will it change your mind if I beg and plead for your attention? Because I'm absolutely not above it, especially after I had such a long day of balancing books. You'd think my merchant friend had forgotten how to do it himself since I took over some time ago, but getting it all ironed back out's been a fun project.
[ Not that the merchant had exactly planned for his currently complaining assistant to up and disappear for weeks, but that's besides the point. It's still been a tiring project, though today's added weariness might also be because his sleep last night had been even more suspect than usual. That might've been his own fault since he was lost in a novel he'd regretted not having enough time to finish, but at least it's something for later. He's about to continue teasing her about the nap situation, and then something vaguely shiny on the coffee table gets his attention since it's not something usually there. ]
Hey, what's this?
[ Claude's learned from years of watching Hilda work that by now, he shouldn't touch whatever it is in progress lest something delicate get disturbed no matter how carefully he handles it - he's not about to accidentally undo what she's created. That means he leans forward to peer at it instead to take in what he can see. She's clearly been hard at work and though it doesn't reveal its secrets (if it even has any) to his curious eyes-only investigation, he next looks to Hilda with a grin from his viewpoint. ]
A new project in the works?