A menace? Sylvain, you know I'm a delicate flower.

[ Hilda's voice begins to waver that much more, inching ever so closely towards the precipice of tears. ]

I'm just trying to make sure that Claude doesn't go hungry. You'd think that you'd be putting more effort into that all things considered. [ At the last bit she gives the crook of Sylvain's neck a gentle prod. ] If he wastes away how are you two going to do fun things together anymore?

[ 'Fun things' of course is just a thinly veiled allusion to them sleeping with one another but she's sure she doesn't have to explain that. Thankfully their tag team whinging seems to have worked. Hilda points towards the cafe Claude had pointed out moments before. Suddenly tears seem like a thing of the past as she gives Claude a triumphant grin, quickly jerking her head towards the brightly lit building as if telling Claude to start moving before Sylvain changed his mind. And to Sylvain - ]

There. That one. We can get something to go and then eat it on the way back to the inn. Onwards, valiant stead!