[ If there'd been an inkling he'd stumbled across something greater with what he'd meant as playfully all along, it's all but confirmed with what's said in response. It's a jolt when he realizes there's enough behind it to sting even if it's there and gone by the time the words are finished. This time he doesn't flinch but he does frown to himself, part in thought and part in concern.
He's silent on purpose again, but now for a very different reason than aggravating Sylvain for entertainment value. What is there to say to that - that it's just another version of what had him nearly attacking Sylvain when fever blinded him to reality? Or that being in the pit only made that feeling resurface tenfold? Both feel entirely too revealing and like peeling back a layer he's not ready to surrender.
Better to stick to the far safer option. ]
You could learn that, I guess, or you could get a sleep draught or two from Nadine. [ But now that's too impersonal when he'd veered too far back the other direction, isn't it? Claude spends a second worrying the inside of his cheek, then quietly adds in a tacit admission, ] They work pretty well.
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He's silent on purpose again, but now for a very different reason than aggravating Sylvain for entertainment value. What is there to say to that - that it's just another version of what had him nearly attacking Sylvain when fever blinded him to reality? Or that being in the pit only made that feeling resurface tenfold? Both feel entirely too revealing and like peeling back a layer he's not ready to surrender.
Better to stick to the far safer option. ]
You could learn that, I guess, or you could get a sleep draught or two from Nadine. [ But now that's too impersonal when he'd veered too far back the other direction, isn't it? Claude spends a second worrying the inside of his cheek, then quietly adds in a tacit admission, ] They work pretty well.