[ Much like before he's careful to listen to what Hythlodaeus says as he continues with the tea, and he listens with a small furrow in his brow at the description of what happened during those nightmares. Something that sounds similar, Claude thinks, to his own. It'd been based on reality enough to an extent, but then what had come after? Didn't match what he'd lived, though it was a rather accurate depiction of what he'd dreaded could happen.
Perhaps something he should ruminate on a bit longer before sharing, though he looks up from dropping a tea sachet into one teapot when Hythlodaeus changes the topic by announcing something else nearly forgotten. That's enough to catch Claude's attention as a box is produced from within cloth that reminds him of something from the outer reaches of the Alliance, and at first he blinks at the contents inside while studying them.
The instruction for Hythlodaeus to bring something the other would enjoy, he quickly discovers, was still done with a large amount of consideration. By the end of the explanation Claude can't help a (genuine) grin. The sheer thoughtfulness put into the gesture is not at all lost on him. ]
It sounds like you and I share a lack of baking finesse in common. Or, well - I can't really say that my cooking's any better, so it's a good thing the inn where we stay in Cadens provides a meal for us. [ And with a gesture to the gracious gift, ] You've guessed well on the pine nuts considering I've had them in a few things and they do take some of the sweetness out. Compared to sweets made solely with sugar, that is, and that's closer to what I'd prefer so I have to thank you for that and the amount of thought you've put into bringing these. May I take one?
[ They're meant to share, clearly, but sometimes for as much as Claude likes to claim nobility didn't rub off on him: some bit of formality in manners pops up now and again. Perhaps it also shows in reaching to tap the box of teas next should Hythlodaeus wish for something besides pine tea, something Claude would understand because of their last meeting even with the outside influences causing the reaction. ]
You'll have to tell me a bit about what your favorite tea's like so I can make sure to have it on hand for the future as that's something I request of everyone who visits. In the meantime, there are several here from Fodlan you might like to try and they vary from more traditional herbs to ones with fruits to floral varieties. Of the ones I've gained from others' visits there's also some other flower-based kinds and all are more pleasant memories created by our minds, much like the biscuits.
[ A brief pause, and then - ] Though I'm also familiar with less enjoyable experiences here at the Singularity's whims, including what once happened but... now far worse.
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Perhaps something he should ruminate on a bit longer before sharing, though he looks up from dropping a tea sachet into one teapot when Hythlodaeus changes the topic by announcing something else nearly forgotten. That's enough to catch Claude's attention as a box is produced from within cloth that reminds him of something from the outer reaches of the Alliance, and at first he blinks at the contents inside while studying them.
The instruction for Hythlodaeus to bring something the other would enjoy, he quickly discovers, was still done with a large amount of consideration. By the end of the explanation Claude can't help a (genuine) grin. The sheer thoughtfulness put into the gesture is not at all lost on him. ]
It sounds like you and I share a lack of baking finesse in common. Or, well - I can't really say that my cooking's any better, so it's a good thing the inn where we stay in Cadens provides a meal for us. [ And with a gesture to the gracious gift, ] You've guessed well on the pine nuts considering I've had them in a few things and they do take some of the sweetness out. Compared to sweets made solely with sugar, that is, and that's closer to what I'd prefer so I have to thank you for that and the amount of thought you've put into bringing these. May I take one?
[ They're meant to share, clearly, but sometimes for as much as Claude likes to claim nobility didn't rub off on him: some bit of formality in manners pops up now and again. Perhaps it also shows in reaching to tap the box of teas next should Hythlodaeus wish for something besides pine tea, something Claude would understand because of their last meeting even with the outside influences causing the reaction. ]
You'll have to tell me a bit about what your favorite tea's like so I can make sure to have it on hand for the future as that's something I request of everyone who visits. In the meantime, there are several here from Fodlan you might like to try and they vary from more traditional herbs to ones with fruits to floral varieties. Of the ones I've gained from others' visits there's also some other flower-based kinds and all are more pleasant memories created by our minds, much like the biscuits.
[ A brief pause, and then - ] Though I'm also familiar with less enjoyable experiences here at the Singularity's whims, including what once happened but... now far worse.