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[vrdantwind]

"Hey, this is Claude! Pretty sure I'm doing this correctly. You can leave me a message here, and I'll get to it as soon as I can. Talk to you soon~."

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[vrdantwind]

Well, you could just ask me questions in a list, but honestly that's kind of boring, isn't it? [Claude grins.] Maybe you'll just have to settle for getting to know me gradually as we spend time together, the way friends do.

[bestswordmaster]

That would be boring.

[He blinks at Claude.] You want to spend time with me? Why?

[vrdantwind]

Why do you want to get to know me better? [Claude smiles and shrugs.] I like you. And I like spending time with you. So I want more of those things. It's really not that complicated - no mystery there at all.

[bestswordmaster]

Oh.

[He considers that.]

I like you, too. So I guess that makes sense.

[vrdantwind]

So - sound like a plan, then? [Claude tilts his head, smiling.] Only maybe we'd better start tomorrow. I could use some more sleep, and frankly I got pretty drunk before I crashed tonight so I'm really going to hate myself in the morning as it is.

[bestswordmaster]

What? Were you hungover this whole time? You don't look hungover. You still look--

[Stupidly attractive.]

--fine.

[vrdantwind]

[Claude winks.] When you've got a man like Count Gloucester hovering behind you like a vulture, waiting to pounce on the first sign of weakness or incompetence to try to discredit and usurp you as leader of the Alliance...let's just say you get very good at looking put together all the time. I do feel like I managed to sleep a lot of it off before you woke me up, though, to be fair...and Grant was with me while I was drinking. He made sure I had food in me and drank lots of water, which he said would help.

[bestswordmaster]

[Felix huffs.] That's ridiculous. You shouldn't have to deal with that from him. Or anyone. Especially after you've been keeping the Alliance safe and intact for five years. He should be grateful.

Grant, huh? He seems reliable. But we both need more sleep. So I'll see you tomorrow. [He doesn't get up yet, though.]

[vrdantwind]

[Claude bursts out laughing.] Hah! Count Gloucester, grateful? To me? I've been half expecting him to send assassins for years. He wanted my grandfather to die without an heir, and to take over the leadership of the Alliance when he did. He'll resent me until the day I die for popping up with such suspicious convenience, and I don't think any amount of accomplishments on my part will ever change that. He's trusted me even less than anyone else...although, to be fair, I think he'd have tried to call anyone in my place into question, if they were the obstacle to his ambitions. My being genuinely mysterious actually gave him a halfway decent excuse to doubt me at every opportunity.

[Claude's eyes twinkle at Felix.] That said...I'm flattered you appreciate me and my accomplishments, at the very least.

[bestswordmaster]

[Felix feels his face flush again and tries to ignore it.]

The Alliance sounds awful. Derdriu is nice, though. I've been there a few times. It's not far from Fraldarius, across the water.

I appreciate your accomplishments. Whether or not I appreciate you remains to be seen. [He smirks.]

[vrdantwind]

Oh, the Alliance is a great place if you're not running it. [Claude chuckles.] But we've got our fair share of stupid, petty, self-serving nobles, just like anywhere else. The main difference is that, unlike in Faerghus where the king gets to make the decisions and the nobles can only weigh in to varying degrees, and you may not have to see the worst of them more than a few times a year...in the Alliance, you have to deal with them all the time, and whenever you need to make a decision of any significance you have to somehow convince at least the majority of them to sign off on it. And if it's a big enough decision, you need unanimous agreement. It's like trying to thread a haystack through a needle.

[He winks at Felix.] Well, in any case, you'll probably appreciate me a lot more on a decent night's sleep. Weren't you going to bed?

[bestswordmaster]

That sounds like a nightmare. I'd have killed them all by now.

[Oh, look, he's blushing some more. Yes, this is probably a good time to leave, before he embarrasses himself further.]

Yes. Good night.

[He does get up this time. He stands and stretches, catlike, with a yawn before heading back out into the hall and back to his room.]