[ Since returning from the supply run, Claude's focus riveted itself back on what could be done for Libertas. As much as one man can do, that is, in volunteering to take shifts in all the operations he'd missed while away. Staying on the move means not dwelling on it for too long, means staying distracted. Somewhat predictably, it doesn't take long for him to wear himself back into a mostly concealed frazzled state. When it's eventually suggested to him by his friends that it might be good for him to take a break, at first gently then a bit more forcefully so, well. Claude can't really argue with that.
So it's partially how he's found himself browsing the desert grasslands not far from city borders on foot currently, in search of plants used for medicines like the ones Nadine's taught him. For his own use so as to not waste supplies, just a little something to experiment with assuming that Petra and Sylvain don't object to his growing piles of... everything... around their lodgings, and the weather today is even a bit cooler than normal. No monsters have been sighted so far, fortunately, though Claude's made sure to keep his bow strapped to his back and at the ready. Also along with him is the strangely enchanted satchel which had come into his possession seemingly at random. Quite convenient for cramming samples of different leaves, stems, and flowers first into vials and then into it without having to worry about running out of room, and all the better to catalogue against the mental running list he has.
Lost in thought as he might be while surveying an unknown flowering plant in front of him while absently adjusting his gloves, it's never enough to not be aware of his surroundings. The sound of footsteps approaching makes Claude cast a glance back over his shoulder to assess who or what it is, but when it's a familiar face that he spots a borderline genuine smile appears on his face. ]
I've noticed there's yet to be any statues sent my way in the Horizon or otherwise. But don't think I've let my guard down, just in case.
[ He didn't forget - that or any other part of the conversation. But maybe best to open with that first. ]
— geralt (late september)
So it's partially how he's found himself browsing the desert grasslands not far from city borders on foot currently, in search of plants used for medicines like the ones Nadine's taught him. For his own use so as to not waste supplies, just a little something to experiment with assuming that Petra and Sylvain don't object to his growing piles of... everything... around their lodgings, and the weather today is even a bit cooler than normal. No monsters have been sighted so far, fortunately, though Claude's made sure to keep his bow strapped to his back and at the ready. Also along with him is the strangely enchanted satchel which had come into his possession seemingly at random. Quite convenient for cramming samples of different leaves, stems, and flowers first into vials and then into it without having to worry about running out of room, and all the better to catalogue against the mental running list he has.
Lost in thought as he might be while surveying an unknown flowering plant in front of him while absently adjusting his gloves, it's never enough to not be aware of his surroundings. The sound of footsteps approaching makes Claude cast a glance back over his shoulder to assess who or what it is, but when it's a familiar face that he spots a borderline genuine smile appears on his face. ]
I've noticed there's yet to be any statues sent my way in the Horizon or otherwise. But don't think I've let my guard down, just in case.
[ He didn't forget - that or any other part of the conversation. But maybe best to open with that first. ]