[ Another not-so-annoyed laugh flutters from her mouth at the second kiss but this time she doesn't try very hard to push him away, happily enjoying the attention and the banter between the pair. She doesn't even protest when Claude offers her up as a willing tea tester too. ]

You have such a way in the kitchen though, Sylvain. If anyone could make it edible, you could.

[ The noise from the street becomes muffled as they head further into the inn. Hilda can't help but put on a pout when Sylvain looks back asking about the direction of their rooms. It isn't as if this was a castle or something. ]

Of course I remember where our room is. It's the one right beside yours.

[ With their numbers now growing to five, they'd had no choice but to split the rooms. Probably for the best though. Five people in a room to get ready for a gala was little too much to ask, particularly when Hilda counted for two and half people alone. She raises an eyebrow, directing the question at both of them but only poking Claude in the cheek because of what she's capable of reaching at the moment. ]

Do you remember? And maybe the better question is did you remember to bring your room key?

[ Because she had hers somewhere. Like in her corset. She couldn't remember to be honest. ]