[ That's mostly an answer to what he was mostly asking without outright asking, but for once Claude decides he doesn't care about getting to the specifics of it. The eye roll this time is entirely genuine and with nothing else behind it, though he immediately reaches up to swat Sylvain's hand away just as playfully when he's flicked. ]

Yeah, yeah. Trust me when I say your Faerghan-ness is always noticeable. [ He's teasing. Mostly. Enough to keep walking after tugging on the other man's hand to keep them moving towards wherever they're supposed to be going as he'd temporarily forgotten about that letter still in his bag. ] And why exactly would I be sleeping on the couch at that point? I still have a perfectly good bed that you're well acquainted with at this point and if anything, I'm ending up there.

[ This is, of course, said like Sylvain's just suggested sleeping out in the desert instead of their perfectly nice couch he's napped on a time or two. ]