[ What Claude's not expecting as Hythlodaeus takes that seat is to be offered further context for the other's concern. He had been reaching for the tea set - this time as normal as ever, hopefully - but he sits back to listen, this being the sort of thing which seems important enough to not be doing multiple tasks during.
By the end, his brow's furrowed slightly in thought over the information he's been readily given, even as rightfully redacted as it is to protect the privacy of who it might be about. That's something he'll respect even despite the never ending urge to pry into it a little further. There's certainly more than one way of doing that, though. ]
I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your friend. [ With gravity befitting that sentiment, and nothing else concealed behind it. ] I've come to think of this as a respite of sorts even despite none of it being real past our own creation, so to have something so agonizing happen to someone here... is unnerving, to say the very least. Was it related to the nightmares which happened some time ago?
[ Now Claude does reach for the tea set to place it at their end of the tea table between their seats, and after thinking about it for a moment, conjures up a second teapot of hot water ready to be steeped. They had promised to share tea, after all, so why limit it to one choice? Rather than reaching for the teas from Fodlan stashed in a wooden box nearby, he looks up with a slight grimace first. ]
I ask because said nightmares were my welcoming present to being here not long after I arrived. The ones I had were... well, not unlike what happened here between us in that they were based on something I'd experienced before. But what is it they say, something about all those experiences only serving to make us stronger? Or something close to that, but I suppose that added to my resiliency.
[ There's a slight smile to go with that since, well. It's one way of putting it, though he hopes Hythlodaeus's friend might have the same outlook with any luck. ]
of course! <3
By the end, his brow's furrowed slightly in thought over the information he's been readily given, even as rightfully redacted as it is to protect the privacy of who it might be about. That's something he'll respect even despite the never ending urge to pry into it a little further. There's certainly more than one way of doing that, though. ]
I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your friend. [ With gravity befitting that sentiment, and nothing else concealed behind it. ] I've come to think of this as a respite of sorts even despite none of it being real past our own creation, so to have something so agonizing happen to someone here... is unnerving, to say the very least. Was it related to the nightmares which happened some time ago?
[ Now Claude does reach for the tea set to place it at their end of the tea table between their seats, and after thinking about it for a moment, conjures up a second teapot of hot water ready to be steeped. They had promised to share tea, after all, so why limit it to one choice? Rather than reaching for the teas from Fodlan stashed in a wooden box nearby, he looks up with a slight grimace first. ]
I ask because said nightmares were my welcoming present to being here not long after I arrived. The ones I had were... well, not unlike what happened here between us in that they were based on something I'd experienced before. But what is it they say, something about all those experiences only serving to make us stronger? Or something close to that, but I suppose that added to my resiliency.
[ There's a slight smile to go with that since, well. It's one way of putting it, though he hopes Hythlodaeus's friend might have the same outlook with any luck. ]