September Catchall

[silky_bearing]

🧙 WHO: Lorenz & mostly fellow Deer
⚔️️ WHAT: A little questing, a little floating
🕒 WHEN: September
🗺️ WHERE: places he probably shouldn't be
⚠️ WARNINGS: this dramatic fool. Some internalized homophobia in the Claude thread most likely.

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[leicesters]

Since all the way back then? Sure, you were obsessed with me, but... [Well, he figured Lorenz was just following his father's orders to keep tabs, but otherwise he couldn't stand him. It was only when the war kicked off and Lorenz defied his father to return to Garreg Mach that Claude wondered if things were a little more complicated.]

I... didn't realise. And I wouldn't have left so abruptly if I knew you'd have been miserable. I just didn't want you to learn the truth, only for you to hate me.

[He knows better now of course, but back then, how Lorenz would take the news was a dangerous gamble he didn't care to take. Not when Fódlan needed unity above all else.]

But enough about me. Anything you do from here is your call, all right? Just take some time to think about that.

[silky_bearing]

[Lorenz' face flushes darkly and he shoots Claude a withering glare at first. He was not obsessed. Don't make it sound so creepy.

But they've talked about how he left, why, what dangers there were. Lorenz understands it, really he does. But that doesn't make the hurt simply go away. It does, at least, make it easier to recognize some of his own thoughts and feelings, though.]

I will. [A weak, watery laugh.] I doubt I'll be thinking of anything else for... a long while.

[leicesters]

All right. [Claude relinquishes his hold on Lorenz before the man really does burst into tears, and goes for a lighthearted distraction instead.]

Just try to think about a few other things. Like the job we were paid to come here to do, for example.

[They kind of wasted all their bubbles on dancing... Worth it, but still.]

[silky_bearing]

[At first he's reluctant to truly let go of Claude, like all of this might turn out to be a dream if he does. Except Claude reminds him that they're both in public and meant to be working.

He goes very still, looking around the first time to determine whether anyone is looking at them. The second time seemingly to verify for himself that this is real. His face had been flushed before but now it deepens to a dark, splotchy, ugly shade. ]

The job. Yes, of course. [No one around them seems to care and "around" is perhaps a stretch. The cavern is quite large after all. ]

Merely... Getting accustomed to the mechanics of flight. [ A sharp look that is a clear threat. No, he's not convincing but if someone were to confront them best to have some sort of rationale at hand. ]

Now if only you would stop distracting me. [It would almost be believable if not for the stubborn hint of a smile and the fondness in his gaze. ]

[leicesters]

Right, right! I can see you're a terribly busy man. Don't let me be a distraction.

[He winks and sidles off to go get more bubbly goodness. Maybe a different flavour this time? Regardless, he'll let Lorenz try to keep up his pitiful act of convincing others nothing happened here -- it should be funny to watch unfold.

And, okay, maybe Claude has a few things of his own to think about. Just maybe.]