[ At first her brows meet as she attempts to conjure an image of a well-put together but clearly not cohesive design of all the Blue Lions' outfits. For many reasons she falls short; for one they didn't wear many different outfits apart from their Academy uniforms, and then because of their abrupt end they had scattered to the winds. The only time she thinks she'd be able to see them now is across a foggy battlefield splattered and smeared with grime and blood. It's Claude's accidental slip of the tongue however that really stops her in her tracks.
Her eyes narrow, but there's an undeniable sense of worry now radiating from her gaze even more pointed when he doesn't meet hers.
As she takes the smallest sip of her drink she wonders if she should press. But when her cup lowers, she drops the subject. As she takes the ball since their turn has come around once again, she wryly speaks. ]
You're really selling the Horizon as a fun place. [ The game is less her focus now - it's hard to when Claude spoke in the past tense - but she still goes through the motions of lining up her shot and throwing the ball into the cup where it surprisingly lands. ] I'd like to visit Faerghus some day.
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[ At first her brows meet as she attempts to conjure an image of a well-put together but clearly not cohesive design of all the Blue Lions' outfits. For many reasons she falls short; for one they didn't wear many different outfits apart from their Academy uniforms, and then because of their abrupt end they had scattered to the winds. The only time she thinks she'd be able to see them now is across a foggy battlefield splattered and smeared with grime and blood. It's Claude's accidental slip of the tongue however that really stops her in her tracks.
Her eyes narrow, but there's an undeniable sense of worry now radiating from her gaze even more pointed when he doesn't meet hers.
As she takes the smallest sip of her drink she wonders if she should press. But when her cup lowers, she drops the subject. As she takes the ball since their turn has come around once again, she wryly speaks. ]
You're really selling the Horizon as a fun place. [ The game is less her focus now - it's hard to when Claude spoke in the past tense - but she still goes through the motions of lining up her shot and throwing the ball into the cup where it surprisingly lands. ] I'd like to visit Faerghus some day.