[ Ingrid's brain is putting things together. Give her a little bit while she puts the pieces in their proper places. ]
From where I'm sitting, it seems like taking me to dinner was the entirety of the plan.
[ She's not sure if she feels flattered or not. Or of this is anything more than an excuse for Claude to get out here and have dinner and she's been dragged along for company. Or is it...? Maybe she's overthinking it. She tries not to let her head get too wrapped up in it (it's Claude, after all). Besides, they're making a landing. She slides off of the Wyvern, brow still furrowed in through. ]
Honestly, it's just like you to keep me in the dark for as long as you can for your own amusement! You could stand to be more honest with your intentions, you know...
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From where I'm sitting, it seems like taking me to dinner was the entirety of the plan.
[ She's not sure if she feels flattered or not. Or of this is anything more than an excuse for Claude to get out here and have dinner and she's been dragged along for company. Or is it...? Maybe she's overthinking it. She tries not to let her head get too wrapped up in it (it's Claude, after all). Besides, they're making a landing. She slides off of the Wyvern, brow still furrowed in through. ]
Honestly, it's just like you to keep me in the dark for as long as you can for your own amusement! You could stand to be more honest with your intentions, you know...