[ Hilda isn't close enough to Sylvain to steady him or the mattress — but Perry is. As soon as it's clear Sylvain isn't going to tumble off the roof, one end of the mattress is gently tugged towards the ground by a ghostly hand.
The thrown blanket and pillows float up in a similar fashion; the pillow is fluffed and the blanket is laid out atop the mattress leaving Hilda to roll her eyes with an, "Yeah, and?" attitude. ]
It's not like he's using it. Besides, whenever he does come back he can use your bed, the couch or the books on his floor. He has options.
[ Her breezy explanation doesn't have any sharp edges to it but she moves on quickly before anything else can be dissected. Not that speed has ever stopped Sylvain from doing so before. Hilda pouts anyway, hands placed firmly on her hips. ]
If you want your own mattress you're going to have to get your own because Perry and I are tired.
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The thrown blanket and pillows float up in a similar fashion; the pillow is fluffed and the blanket is laid out atop the mattress leaving Hilda to roll her eyes with an, "Yeah, and?" attitude. ]
It's not like he's using it. Besides, whenever he does come back he can use your bed, the couch or the books on his floor. He has options.
[ Her breezy explanation doesn't have any sharp edges to it but she moves on quickly before anything else can be dissected. Not that speed has ever stopped Sylvain from doing so before. Hilda pouts anyway, hands placed firmly on her hips. ]
If you want your own mattress you're going to have to get your own because Perry and I are tired.