I'll hold you to that then, if I can figure out the conjuring seeds part. Then again... after we've all created all kinds of things, it can't be that difficult to get this down too, right?
[ His grin this time around is far less sheepish and more in-on-the-joke, mostly because it's occurring to Claude that... he could probably do this himself. But besides just missing his friends or anything he'd come to find more familiar than he realized, some part of him does miss the camaraderie that greenhouse duty or any number of other chores had brought about. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst to find a version of that here.
And if there's any surefire way to get Claude's attention, it is 100% through mentioning food or the potential items or dishes up for grabs. ]
I haven't heard of kompot or kvass, I don't think, unless they're called something else where I'm from which is very possible. The rest is all familiar, though. I'm not a big fan of sweets since I didn't grow up with many and definitely don't trouble yourself with making anything after I came up here bothering you. I'm easy enough to ply with bread and whatever else you'd like to offer for a drink.
[ Claude's all about trying new things when there's a chance to - one of the best parts of coming to Fodlan had been just that, let alone then getting to the monastery and being exposed to even more than what the Alliance had to offer. It's enough to make him pause thoughtfully then, considering he's pretty sure it's good etiquette everywhere to bring a gift, offer something, or so on to a host. Maybe it's time to put those conjuring abilities to work. ]
You know, when it comes to bread there was a specific cheese I always enjoyed that was served in the dining hall. It wouldn't be a bad thing to have it to go along now, if...
[ It takes a little bit of concentration but after a moment, a smaller and more reasonably dinner plate sized wheel of Gautier cheese appears in Claude's hands, along with another grin. ]
Maybe the Horizon's handier than I thought for this sort of thing.
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[ His grin this time around is far less sheepish and more in-on-the-joke, mostly because it's occurring to Claude that... he could probably do this himself. But besides just missing his friends or anything he'd come to find more familiar than he realized, some part of him does miss the camaraderie that greenhouse duty or any number of other chores had brought about. Maybe it wouldn't be the worst to find a version of that here.
And if there's any surefire way to get Claude's attention, it is 100% through mentioning food or the potential items or dishes up for grabs. ]
I haven't heard of kompot or kvass, I don't think, unless they're called something else where I'm from which is very possible. The rest is all familiar, though. I'm not a big fan of sweets since I didn't grow up with many and definitely don't trouble yourself with making anything after I came up here bothering you. I'm easy enough to ply with bread and whatever else you'd like to offer for a drink.
[ Claude's all about trying new things when there's a chance to - one of the best parts of coming to Fodlan had been just that, let alone then getting to the monastery and being exposed to even more than what the Alliance had to offer. It's enough to make him pause thoughtfully then, considering he's pretty sure it's good etiquette everywhere to bring a gift, offer something, or so on to a host. Maybe it's time to put those conjuring abilities to work. ]
You know, when it comes to bread there was a specific cheese I always enjoyed that was served in the dining hall. It wouldn't be a bad thing to have it to go along now, if...
[ It takes a little bit of concentration but after a moment, a smaller and more reasonably dinner plate sized wheel of Gautier cheese appears in Claude's hands, along with another grin. ]
Maybe the Horizon's handier than I thought for this sort of thing.