[ Not that Sylvain can see it, but there's a firm roll of his eyes in response to the true purpose of bookshelves. Normally now would be the time he might petulantly remind the other man of any number of things in redirection, but the confirmation of wanting a demonstration - and then all those complaints - get a laugh from him. ]
Now I know we've spent too much time together since all of that sounds like something that'd come out of my mouth rather than yours.
[ Said dramatically, naturally, and like he can't decide if this is a good thing or not and any statements following might tip it one direction or the other. Though - it'd be a mistake to assume Claude wasn't taking notes on that quietly regardless, or that it'll come without a bunch of talk to go with it which Sylvain likely knows well by now. No further comment on that comes beyond a light elbow to the other's side at that guess. ]
You don't get the lose the blindfold for being technically correct just because you picked something broad. Staying on it is.
[ The tavern's at its usual level of business from the regular customers normally here and whatever Summoned might be around, and none of them raise an eyebrow for longer than a second at Sylvain being led in without being able to see where he's going. Claude shifts to step in front with his back to where they're going as he takes both of Sylvain's hands now to lead him towards one particular table.
It's not decorated like it could've been, though that it's still empty has Claude flashing a wink to Mag from where she watches from behind the bar with a smile before turning to serve another patron now that the plan's been somewhat pulled off. There's a reason for this specific table rather than just any one of the others around, and part of that's about to become apparent as he manuevers Sylvain into standing in front of it like memory demands. Next comes letting go of the hands in his to take a seat in another specific seat and to lean forward to prop his chin on the back of one hand, fully smiling to himself. ]
Alright, time for guess number two. I think you can get a little closer this time around.
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Now I know we've spent too much time together since all of that sounds like something that'd come out of my mouth rather than yours.
[ Said dramatically, naturally, and like he can't decide if this is a good thing or not and any statements following might tip it one direction or the other. Though - it'd be a mistake to assume Claude wasn't taking notes on that quietly regardless, or that it'll come without a bunch of talk to go with it which Sylvain likely knows well by now. No further comment on that comes beyond a light elbow to the other's side at that guess. ]
You don't get the lose the blindfold for being technically correct just because you picked something broad. Staying on it is.
[ The tavern's at its usual level of business from the regular customers normally here and whatever Summoned might be around, and none of them raise an eyebrow for longer than a second at Sylvain being led in without being able to see where he's going. Claude shifts to step in front with his back to where they're going as he takes both of Sylvain's hands now to lead him towards one particular table.
It's not decorated like it could've been, though that it's still empty has Claude flashing a wink to Mag from where she watches from behind the bar with a smile before turning to serve another patron now that the plan's been somewhat pulled off. There's a reason for this specific table rather than just any one of the others around, and part of that's about to become apparent as he manuevers Sylvain into standing in front of it like memory demands. Next comes letting go of the hands in his to take a seat in another specific seat and to lean forward to prop his chin on the back of one hand, fully smiling to himself. ]
Alright, time for guess number two. I think you can get a little closer this time around.