Hey, we've been over this! I don't snore either, so you must be hearing someone else next door.

[ With a squeeze of Hilda's shoulder in mock reproach as he puts on a frown that's less effective thanks to a laugh threatening to break through it. It's the world's least convincing attempt at looking offended, and Claude doesn't bother trying to hide any of it. ]

That or Sylvain's not aware he snores with that denial since, you know, he's asleep.

[ The act passes as quickly as it began when Claude surveys the area again, still thinking of all the plans for it and the inside just waiting for what they end up asking for to make it just what they want. It's difficult to not smile so he doesn't try to avoid it - and as a result, the smile on his face is more genuine than it's been in days. ]

All the more reason this place will work out even better than the inn since we can't have your sleep disturbed like that.