[ Even if the fist pump and his little victory is for show, Hilda thinks it's adorable. Endearing even. It's not often she gets to see that sort of excitement on Sylvain's face and she can't help but think that it suits him far better than the mask of niceness that he had put on for her during their Academy days. To think that they'd come this far is incredible to her. ]

I'd almost rather be at the monastery if there was construction going on than trying to sleep in when the construction workers start their work here.

[ An attempt to say it wryly is dashed with the smile creeping across her face. She gets swept up in it all, the romanticization of a life that could be theirs after some work, time, and a little money. She doesn't even flinch when Claude throws his arm over her shoulder, so enamored with it all. But then he says something that makes that romanticized life come to a grinding halt. She can't help but groan in an attempt to cover up the anxiety beginning to creep across from the place where Claude's hand rests against her shoulder. ]

Oh, great. Maybe I can just go and stay in Aquila while you two stay at the Sarstina? I've got some business there anyway. I'd love to just get one good night's sleep without being woken up by someone snoring.

[ Who the 'someone' is is kept ambiguous however. ]