[ Goddess save him from these two. What cruel twist of irony brought about the fact that he's somehow becoming the most responsible one among them? The Goddess is clearly laughing him, that's what this has to be. This is what he gets for calling the Fates a bitch.
He doesn't bother to answer them, just pulls out his changepurse from within his jacket pocket and ignores the sympathetic expression he gets from the server behind the counter, because really, that's not helpful in the least. He's definitely in a way worse position right now, because he's pretty sure Hilda will spot at least three more things she'll want before they leave.
No, wait, he absolutely deserves that pity. ]
I've got it, no worries. But I'm cutting you both off there, because I think that's all I can afford at the moment. [ Maybe that will help? He can hope.
Although he eyes the box for a moment, and then what he has on him before shaking his head. ] On second thought, can we cancel the meat pies? [ He turns to cast Claude a crooked smile, hoping he can talk him into giving up one of the treats. At least he should still get to enjoy the sweet ones, right? ] They would probably clash with the sweets anyway, and the sweet ones will go better with your tea.
[ He doesn't bring up that he prefers savory to sweet, in this case, but that's okay, he's not the one that was wasting away to nothing from starvation here, apparently. ]
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He doesn't bother to answer them, just pulls out his changepurse from within his jacket pocket and ignores the sympathetic expression he gets from the server behind the counter, because really, that's not helpful in the least. He's definitely in a way worse position right now, because he's pretty sure Hilda will spot at least three more things she'll want before they leave.
No, wait, he absolutely deserves that pity. ]
I've got it, no worries. But I'm cutting you both off there, because I think that's all I can afford at the moment. [ Maybe that will help? He can hope.
Although he eyes the box for a moment, and then what he has on him before shaking his head. ] On second thought, can we cancel the meat pies? [ He turns to cast Claude a crooked smile, hoping he can talk him into giving up one of the treats. At least he should still get to enjoy the sweet ones, right? ] They would probably clash with the sweets anyway, and the sweet ones will go better with your tea.
[ He doesn't bring up that he prefers savory to sweet, in this case, but that's okay, he's not the one that was wasting away to nothing from starvation here, apparently. ]