[ Sylvain's eyebrows wing upwards in surprise as his mug of ale thuds back to the top of the table, sloshing a little inside it.
He... hadn't expected Claude to still remember that, actually. Which is silly, because apparently Claude remembers everything, even inconsequential things from half a decade ago. ]
What did... Are you fucking with me right now?
[ Look. That's an honest question and he feels it's very warranted. ]
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He... hadn't expected Claude to still remember that, actually. Which is silly, because apparently Claude remembers everything, even inconsequential things from half a decade ago. ]
What did... Are you fucking with me right now?
[ Look. That's an honest question and he feels it's very warranted. ]