No, these are all just for you. [ To Hilda with a very Serious look - or what would be if it wasn't for mirth threatening to filter through it at any moment since it's too easy to tease her, and for good measure he reaches out to tap the pastry box with one finger. ] The theme of the night's spoiling or being spoiled, isn't it? These definitely count.
[ That's just completely ignoring what he'd added to the order for himself, that he knows Hilda's tastes, and the grin on his face appearing nearly in the same instant the words are out of his mouth. What he's not expecting, however, is for Hilda's concern over pastry consumption to morph into something else. Something he thinks he should've seen coming as an inevitable topic - even if now wasn't the precise moment he would've guessed it would come up. ]
There's just a lot to catch up on around town, that's all. Cadens really had to go and change on us while we were gone.
[ As if they were on some sort of vacation rather than abducted, and something he'd rather not dwell on if the smile appearing on his face by reflex is any indication to make this all seem very normal. It feels far easier to keep the light mood they've had; why not keep it that way? In Claude's logic, anyway, and he's going to look to Sylvain and shrug before scanning the signs for different shops they're passing by now. ]
All that roaming means I've found some cafes we'll have to check out together - all of us - when we're back from the gala. We could even make late night trips out like this a habit.
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[ That's just completely ignoring what he'd added to the order for himself, that he knows Hilda's tastes, and the grin on his face appearing nearly in the same instant the words are out of his mouth. What he's not expecting, however, is for Hilda's concern over pastry consumption to morph into something else. Something he thinks he should've seen coming as an inevitable topic - even if now wasn't the precise moment he would've guessed it would come up. ]
There's just a lot to catch up on around town, that's all. Cadens really had to go and change on us while we were gone.
[ As if they were on some sort of vacation rather than abducted, and something he'd rather not dwell on if the smile appearing on his face by reflex is any indication to make this all seem very normal. It feels far easier to keep the light mood they've had; why not keep it that way? In Claude's logic, anyway, and he's going to look to Sylvain and shrug before scanning the signs for different shops they're passing by now. ]
All that roaming means I've found some cafes we'll have to check out together - all of us - when we're back from the gala. We could even make late night trips out like this a habit.