[ There's a believable enough laugh from Claude, one he doesn't even half feel, but it's good to see Hilda sass Sylvain over the hour of the morning. That's comforting in that it's the same as it ever was, and once the list is in his hands he tilts it towards her to let her scan it for any further clues about their destination. The streets are starting to look a little more recognizable to him to the point where when they approach the corner Sylvain mentioned, he realizes he's been to the cafe diagonally across from where they are several times before. The same goes for a few shops lined up with colorful items of all kinds on display in their windows, and he nudges Hilda lightly with his elbow to point them out to her. ]

Seems like it's got some good amenities around it much like the Inn does. That'll make getting settled in even easier.

[ They've accumulated enough over their respective months here to have more than enough to move with along with what belongings Petra and Marianne have. Had, he reminds himself, and having to do that sends another pang of emotions he tamps right back down. Sylvain pointing out where they're going is a useful distraction and Claude lifts a hand to to shade his eyes against a sudden burst of sunlight when the sun comes out from behind a cloud. ]

Well, you're spared from navigation critique after all, Sylvain. For now, anyway. Let's go before we get ourselves turned around and end up walking around those same couple of blocks over and over again.

[ He'd meant 'spared' rather loosely and 'for now' as more like a few seconds, clearly. ]