[ There's a barely restrained noise of protest from Hilda before her gaze whips back around incredulously on Claude. If her hair could raise like a Ghibli poof, it absolutely would. But as it stands, the boy will have to imagine ]
If the tent collapses in the middle of the night you're sleeping out on the balcony for a week.
[ Not to mention he'd be relegated to sleeping on whatever rocks are out here instead of the wagon. Without anything else she returns back to her cooking only to realize with some dismay that in the very short time she had been looking away some of the food was beginning to burn. A little cry of despair leaves her as panic begins to fill her. ]
Sylvain - what do I do!
[ It's not necessarily an ask for him to fix it but in the face of a potentially ruined breakfast (which somehow equates to a completely ruined trip), she finds herself at a loss. ]
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If the tent collapses in the middle of the night you're sleeping out on the balcony for a week.
[ Not to mention he'd be relegated to sleeping on whatever rocks are out here instead of the wagon. Without anything else she returns back to her cooking only to realize with some dismay that in the very short time she had been looking away some of the food was beginning to burn. A little cry of despair leaves her as panic begins to fill her. ]
Sylvain - what do I do!
[ It's not necessarily an ask for him to fix it but in the face of a potentially ruined breakfast (which somehow equates to a completely ruined trip), she finds herself at a loss. ]