maybe i'm a mess

[philancer]

Who: Sylvain + Various
When: May
Where: Cadens, Nocwich
What: Catch-all
Warnings: will add as needed


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[godshattering]

Hey, I don't remember saying that. [ He grins as he reaches out to tug on what strands of Hilda's hair he can reach by stretching across from his corner of the counter, though notably: he's also not saying no to it as an idea. ] Anywhere you've been is somewhere I'm happy to go considering I know that means we'll be in for the best there, as we should be. Especially for a whole day like Hilda said! We'll be as relaxed as ever afterwards.

[ Relatively; there's some things that even spending that much time at the spa can't clear away. That's nothing he wants to bring up, nor is he going to confirm or deny forgetting ("forgetting") a way to pay this time around.

Instead he hums thoughtfully, though Claude pauses to narrow his eyes in mock suspicion at Sylvain next. ]

Wait a minute. All these weekends and you haven't been back since? [ He immediately sends another Look in Hilda's direction, this one implying some possible mischief. ] Well, in that case, and if you're handing over complete control over this experience for you - don't mind if we do.

[theidlemaiden]

Hey! [ There's a word of protest as not one, but both of them tug on locks of her hair. Her hands swat playfully at the pair of them and giving Sylvain a gentle hip bump. Claude is just lucky he's on the other side of the counter. A fake pout paints her face. ] I said I'd offer to pay too!

[ The night of the gala is a hazy, soft glow but she fully recalls almost not being able to pay for anything at the bakery because she had left her purse behind. For what it's worth she had gone back the next morning before they left for Cadens to drop off a huge tip so she felt absolved in her behaviour. To say she's determined not to let that happen this time around is an understatement.

At the sight of the Look from Claude, Hilda skitters around to the other side of the counter to his side, looping her arm through his and shooting Sylvain an eerily similar expression to the one on Claude's face. ]

Everyone starts off as a spa beginner. Luckily you've got us! You'll be in good hands, we promise.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just gives them both a suspicious look, because he doesn't trust those matching expressions at all. ]

Uh-huh. I'm totally reassured right now. I'm not going to have any regrets about this at all, I'm sure.

[ Yes, that sarcasm is thick enough to cut with a knife. Luckily, there's still fond humor in his gaze as he shakes his head at both of them. ]

Okay, okay, I will trust in your spa mastery. But we're not going anywhere until we get the house unpacked. So get out of my kitchen so I can finish. [ And he makes a shooing motion with an impish grin to wave them out of his way. ]

[godshattering]

You should be and shouldn't, in that order. We happen to be very adept at plans.

[ Plans of both the good and questionable varieties, of course. Whether some of those lean into what some might consider bad isn't something he's going to confirm, since he tends to think all of their plans are rather genius ones. Claude's quick to wind his arm back through Hilda's since they're a Team. Happy future birthday, Sylvain!

He's still going to scoff that that dismissal to get out of the kitchen like they've been seriously wounded in the process. ]

Hear that, Hilda? Now he's bossing us around. I think that means we just need to really look for something to reassure him in what's to come.

[ He sounds all kinds of offended to go with that, but Claude's also grinning as he steps back from the counter to pull Hilda with him. ]

Let's go find a home for your anvil that's somewhere that won't make Sylvain yell at us about organizing things. [ But, in a whisper that's basically full volume he adds, ] We can just set it back in the kitchen later.