[There was once a time where Marianne would have pulled away, although more out of sheer panic than due to the fact that this isn't considered proper. The only person in the Golden Deer that seemed to matter much to was Lorenz, anyway.
But now... Marianne wraps her arms around Claude as well, burying her face into his shoulder. They're friends first and foremost, and she appreciates the warm gesture of comfort more than he could possibly know. It's been a rough week.]
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But now... Marianne wraps her arms around Claude as well, burying her face into his shoulder. They're friends first and foremost, and she appreciates the warm gesture of comfort more than he could possibly know. It's been a rough week.]
It's not your fault. But thank you.
I'll be glad when this is over.