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Usually they're a flying mount alongside pegasi and the standard horses, but this little guy is currently our house pet. Or close enough to one while we figure some things out and get past the biting stage of things.

[ Something he'll always be fond of whether his hand is stinging (like now) or not, but when Claire mentions her injuries his own (very minor) one is forgotten as he frowns at that. ]

I'm glad to hear you're alright, too. Hopefully your injuries weren't too severe, or were less severe than Hilda's though she's up and about now. Even if it likely also brought us the rifts, magic's been a good thing all around as of late.

[ It won't be until later that Claude will learn Hilda won't be so pleased by letting this out what with how she's been telling others she has a cold - but given that he knows the two of them are close, it makes sense to him to share this now when he wouldn't want Claire to worry. It fits with the segue, too, since the mention of plants is something far better to focus on. ]

And I'd love to, since the timing for these works out even better than I only kinda sorta planned for before. There's a cafe I've been meaning to try out on my next visit. What do you say we try it together? My treat, as a thank you for the plants.

𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼'𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒.

[ She says that with a smile on her end, but then it fades as she focuses on the words about Hilda. She'd had a full-on tea with the woman and she'd made no hint of injury. Granted, Claire isn't sleeping much (at all, really), but now she's angry at herself for not paying closer attention, and slightly upset that Hilda wouldn't tell her. She isn't her mother, but she is her friend—her doctor friend.

But she doesn't want to cause any more stress or strain between Claude and Hilda, so she simply exhales and takes a moment to reply. ]

𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝐻𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑎 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼'𝑚 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦. 𝐸𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒, 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑒.

[ And this is why her feelings are hurt, which feels silly. It's none of Claire's business at the end of the day. ]

𝐼'𝑚 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛. 𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑑-𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.

Now that's a sentiment I can get behind, because it's the same for me and you both. There's much I've learned about here I wouldn't even have known could be possible thanks to what Fodlan's like compared to what's here. At this point I wouldn't be surprised to find out even Solvunn's ahead of much of Fodlan.

[ When it comes to comparing one rural atmosphere to another, at least, since Claude's not sure that's entirely accurate. It'll do by way of comparison to get the point across, and he remembers what Claire's told him about her home - even with the complications of time added in there - on top of everything else.

Any tangents from that can wait since he reads her next words with a furrow in his brow. That sounds - too close to what Hilda had experienced, and it's difficult to not feel that same flare of concern for what Claire went through. ]

Magically healed enough to not die is something I can relate to as well, unfortunately, both here and at home. I'm glad healers were there to keep you with us.

How about the Sunday of the weekend? I'm also usually up with the sun so most any time will work. Let's say after your chores are done since I've always found a meal tastes better then, and we can make a proper breakfast out of it to catch up?

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠.

[ Well, most everyone, and certainly everyone she's met. ]

𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑒, 𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒. 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒, 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦'𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠. 𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑛-𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦. 𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠.

Perfect, I support any and all instances of leaving the cleanup to someone else to worry about. That's always the worst part of any sort of project, anyway.

[ Is he kidding? Maybe slightly, but certainly not when it comes to completing a bunch of chores right before that for some well earned (relative) relaxation afterwards. And these plans are something he's looking forward to, so it's with a small smile Claude reaches for the journal which holds most of his plans to make a note of it immediately. ]

I'm looking forward to this, and not just for the chance to get to talk plants again. And if that cafe's disappointing, well, we'll just have to make a habit of finding yet another one to try the next weekend around.

𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑛 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠.

[ She hasn't done anything like that in such a long time, it's almost so leisurely she can't believe it's her life sometimes. She's so used to the chaos and busyness of home that never seems to stop. ]

𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛, 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑒. 𝐼𝑓 𝑤𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤.

It's like you've read my mind. There's much in the Square I haven't been to see despite it being open for over a year now, so that's all the more reason to tackle them together now.

[ Something to look forward to - something they all need after recent events and everything else from months before it. A bright spot in everything, and that smile doesn't leave his face. ]

Soon it is, and the same for you if anything needs to be rescheduled. Otherwise, I'll see you there and we'll catch up.

[ ooc: I'm about to slam up a post. lmk if you'd like a private starter for this :3 ]

( sorry for the delay on this, but that would be great!! if it's easier i can wildcard in too, either way works for me! )

[ This took a minute, I apologize! but here we go :D ]

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