[ Claude's emotions don't actually offer him much clarification here, because they seem to be as confusing a jumble as the one Sylvain so often feels when it comes to the other man.

But he does note that hint of reluctance as Claude finally pulls away from him, those walls between them going up to secure him behind them once more. Which he finds interesting, and he mentally notes that to poke at later when they're not in the middle of the desert. ]

I'm not in the mood to fight a horse-sized anything right now, those things were more than enough. [ Sighing, he pushes to his feet and surveys the carnage they'd left behind. ] We just need their stingers for the extra pay, right? Stay there, I'll collect them and then we can head back to the city.