[ Oh no. That Edelgard very clearly sulks before getting up and leaving him behind only makes Claude snicker again, even as he's standing up himself to follow. ]

Wait a minute, tell me about your plans for now first.

[ He climbs into bed after her and leans down to first press an apologetic kiss to her shoulder right before launching back into immediately teasing her as he props himself up on an elbow with his best look of faux concentration. ]

How scheduled are we talking? Like, is there a specific hour designated for making Ferdinand be appalled and another one for beating Hubert at chess, or just a general day where those fit in?