[ He knew what he was doing with that choice of words, and when Sylvain picks up on them Claude's quick to return the smirk. For a second, at least, since he'll shift to something more contemplative seconds later in disregard of the lessons and dire need for anything. ]

Holst wins by merit of being the only one not old enough to be either of our grandfathers. That puts him leagues ahead of the others, but still. There's a limit to how much I want to hear about military prowess.

[ Maybe a bit unkind to the other lords considering it's more like fathers than grandfathers, and he doesn't dislike Holst by any means, but all the same: that's a big no thanks in Claude's mind. And more importantly, the lords or lessons aren't nearly as interesting as what follows. It's more of that easily teasing banter they've struck up so often - he thinks - and now is as good of a time as any for more of it. Rather spot on, really, given the topic, so while that thoughtful expression's still on his face he'll use it to his benefit. ]

Why, Sylvain. If you wanted my attention that badly, all you had to do was ask. [ A pause, and then complete with a shrug and another smirk - ] And I'd consider it.

[ Can't make things too easy, after all. ]