[ That gets nothing but a grin from him from a variety of factors: the flush on her face he recognizes well from any number of times before, the attendant's silent mirth, the look Hilda gives him when she turns to face him which has one corner of his mouth twitching with valiantly held back laughter. It hardly helps considering Claude knows she'll see it for what it is, but instead he just nods very seriously at her answer like he has Deep Concern over whether they're about to be banned from this particular spa before anything even starts.
The soak is ready and as the attendant leaves he offers them a quick thanks before they depart, and then: it's just the two of them.
He's hardly turned around before Hilda's already placed her robe aside to climb into the tub though Claude immediately averts his gaze down to undoing the belt of his own robe. Even if her speed in undressing and getting settled into the water hadn't been enough of a clue to do so, there's still too much distance between them for that to feel like anything as casual as it once was. Instead he slides off his robe to drape it over a chair nearby and steps into the water, having worn his swimsuit for the same reasons going unsaid. ]
I do know a few things here and there, you know.
[ Said with some level of mock offense for the sake of joking since it's said without anything behind it as he steps into the pleasantly warm water, taking a seat the other end of the tub from where Hilda is to give her space as he sinks down into the water with a barely audible groan of relief. The twinge in his back that's been bothering him off and on for a few days doesn't stand a chance against this loosening it up, which only buoys his hopes a bit more the same can be said for anything bothering Hilda. Absently he leans the back of his head against the edge of the tub while sinking a bit lower and considering her for a moment before speaking again with slivers of delight tracing their way into his voice over this being something she'll enjoy. ]
Should I take that to mean if I suggest we end all outings with a trip to a new spa each time you'd agree that's an equally good idea as this one?
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The soak is ready and as the attendant leaves he offers them a quick thanks before they depart, and then: it's just the two of them.
He's hardly turned around before Hilda's already placed her robe aside to climb into the tub though Claude immediately averts his gaze down to undoing the belt of his own robe. Even if her speed in undressing and getting settled into the water hadn't been enough of a clue to do so, there's still too much distance between them for that to feel like anything as casual as it once was. Instead he slides off his robe to drape it over a chair nearby and steps into the water, having worn his swimsuit for the same reasons going unsaid. ]
I do know a few things here and there, you know.
[ Said with some level of mock offense for the sake of joking since it's said without anything behind it as he steps into the pleasantly warm water, taking a seat the other end of the tub from where Hilda is to give her space as he sinks down into the water with a barely audible groan of relief. The twinge in his back that's been bothering him off and on for a few days doesn't stand a chance against this loosening it up, which only buoys his hopes a bit more the same can be said for anything bothering Hilda. Absently he leans the back of his head against the edge of the tub while sinking a bit lower and considering her for a moment before speaking again with slivers of delight tracing their way into his voice over this being something she'll enjoy. ]
Should I take that to mean if I suggest we end all outings with a trip to a new spa each time you'd agree that's an equally good idea as this one?