Hey, I always sounded like a duke when I was one. It's not my fault people have preconceived notions about what a duke ought to sound like. [Claude grins as he takes another macaron.]
Mm, so Felix didn't take you favorably, then? Not surprising. He's pretty difficult...and downright nasty to people who annoy him for even the most minor reasons. It's because he hates people being fake, and he never acts fake himself...not even in the name of, you know, tact. So it's nothing against you personally; he isn't likely to like anyone who presents a specific, intentional version of themselves to the world. He essentially considers it frivolous, manipulative lying. [He smiles, lazily rubbing his leg against Jaskier's under the table.] I only snuck past his defenses because I helped talk him through some issues he was having with Sylvain. Once he realized I genuinely cared about him and had helpful things to say, he didn't care so much about whether or not I was holding things back. He felt like he knew the important things about me, and that was enough. He's a lot better past the prickly exterior...like Geralt, I'm sure.
[That little peck from Jaskier, plenty sweet in its own right, gets Claude smiling brightly again. Even more so when he's slid a warm, purportedly delicious drink! He lifts the mug to his lips and takes a careful sip, mindful of the heat.] Oh, this is nice. But I think I'd drink anything warm in winter, honestly... [He sips a marshmallow out of the cup and is delighted by its melty texture.] You talk about marshmallows as though you didn't have them in your world...we have them in ours, but they're pretty different from the kinds of marshmallows I've seen here. They were something of a delicacy people made fresh...but here, I've seen them sold by the bag.
[He grins over the mug at Jaskier.] You know, I should come to where you camp sometime...or bring you to ours. Grant's kid Chip showed me how to make a treat with chocolate and marshmallows over a fire, called s'mores. I think you'd love it. I'd like to say Geralt might like it too, but I don't know if a man so sour enjoys sweets.
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Date: 2021-01-19 09:57 am (UTC)Mm, so Felix didn't take you favorably, then? Not surprising. He's pretty difficult...and downright nasty to people who annoy him for even the most minor reasons. It's because he hates people being fake, and he never acts fake himself...not even in the name of, you know, tact. So it's nothing against you personally; he isn't likely to like anyone who presents a specific, intentional version of themselves to the world. He essentially considers it frivolous, manipulative lying. [He smiles, lazily rubbing his leg against Jaskier's under the table.] I only snuck past his defenses because I helped talk him through some issues he was having with Sylvain. Once he realized I genuinely cared about him and had helpful things to say, he didn't care so much about whether or not I was holding things back. He felt like he knew the important things about me, and that was enough. He's a lot better past the prickly exterior...like Geralt, I'm sure.
[That little peck from Jaskier, plenty sweet in its own right, gets Claude smiling brightly again. Even more so when he's slid a warm, purportedly delicious drink! He lifts the mug to his lips and takes a careful sip, mindful of the heat.] Oh, this is nice. But I think I'd drink anything warm in winter, honestly... [He sips a marshmallow out of the cup and is delighted by its melty texture.] You talk about marshmallows as though you didn't have them in your world...we have them in ours, but they're pretty different from the kinds of marshmallows I've seen here. They were something of a delicacy people made fresh...but here, I've seen them sold by the bag.
[He grins over the mug at Jaskier.] You know, I should come to where you camp sometime...or bring you to ours. Grant's kid Chip showed me how to make a treat with chocolate and marshmallows over a fire, called s'mores. I think you'd love it. I'd like to say Geralt might like it too, but I don't know if a man so sour enjoys sweets.