[Claude frowns, and shakes his head.] Well, they haven't quite met the harrowing fate they subjected the people of Duscur to. Faerghus will recover. Some houses will be more resistant than others at submitting to rule from Derdriu, but if they truly wish for their people to thrive, they'll see the sense in cooperation.
[And ultimately, ordinary people will simply be happy to see the end to the fighting. The manoeuvrings of the nobility won't concern them so long as there's food on the table.
Never one to dwell on the negatives for long, Claude smiles, his hand moving from Lorenz's hair to caress his cheek.]
Anyway, thanks for filling me in. It sounds like things are gonna shake out well, even if they're rough right now... And whatever happens, people will continue to rally around Teach, given everything she's done for Fódlan.
[Lorenz nods in agreement but he does cock a brow at Claude, the barest hint of the desire to roll his eyes. The look clearly says "you'd think" without him actually have to voice his doubts regarding the stubbornness of certain Faerghan Houses. Fraldarius and Dominic have been helpful so far but others have been far less accommodating. ]
The Professor is, as always, a beacon of hope and, as the people have come to learn, unerringly pragmatic above all else. Rather the opposite of her predecessors she is doing her best to remove any lingering air of mystery that might make people wary of trusting her. She is relatable to the common people and that has garnered her more support than any grand speeches might have.
He huffs a laugh, turning to press his face into Claude's hand and kiss his palm softly. ]
I would not have acknowledged I needed to change anything at the time and we both know it. Besides I rather think it might be better for us to find somewhere to meet in the middle, hmm?
[He wrinkles his nose, laughing softly and shaking his head, partially as a deterrent and partially as a way to at least try to make it tickle less.]
The ignoble part is more my state of dress then the lounging, I'd think.
Hey, I've done plenty of middle-meeting. All those roundtable conferences didn't lead themselves, you know, and I was on my best behaviour in those.
[Mostly, besides when he was butting heads with Gloucester. It was almost a relief in the period Gloucester stopped attending to appease the Empire. Still, Claude did have to learn to act a little more noble picking up from his grandfather, whether he liked it or not.]
And I'm glad you noticed your own scandalous state of undress. Would have hated to have pointed it out to you. One wrong move, and... Oops! [He mimes tugging the gown open.]
[Here he was going to be nice and acknowledge that he did deserve some credit for his efforts there! Lorenz sits up abruptly, truly sitting on Claude's lap now. His hands come up to tug sharply at the edges of his robe as though it might well fly open in answer to Claude's gesture.]
Khalid!
[Utterly scandalized, face flushing brightly. That- was decidedly unfair! There has been nothing to imply that he had any ill intent, merely a desire to be comfortable.]
You are the one making- [He splutters helplessly for a moment] implications!
[He knows, to a point, that getting so flustered over it is only going to amuse Claude more but at the same time there's a horrifying moment where he has to wonder if it is his imagination running wild. If he hasn't let himself think too much about-
untoward things.
Things that he certainly didn't mean to think about but then Claude was making suggestions and-
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Lorenz pulls his legs up so he can bury his face in his hands, the backs of his hands pressed to his knees, shaking his head hard for a moment as though he can dismiss the whole line of thought if he wills it hard enough.]
[Claude laughs; that reaction is even more dramatic than he'd anticipated. Still, he pats Lorenz on the back... which might seem to be a gesture of comfort, but of course, Lorenz will know better, and that he's just doing it to tease him even more. There there!!]
And you are adorable. [He kisses his temple, then--] Get any redder and you just might explode!
[The pat, the kiss, yet more commentary. Lorenz grumbles a helpless little sound of frustration ash he tries to pry himself out of Claude's arms and off his lap. Once he's on his feet again he adjusts his robe with a huff and glares at the other man, though there's very little venom in it despite himself.]
That is enough. [Huff, huff. he takes a moment to smooth out his hair as well, just generally trying to collect himself.]
I am going to go shower so that I can fix this- [A vague gesture towards himself. The robe is clearly a problem.] You may do as you please.
[ Which is when he realizes that could very easily sound like an invitation to join him and his eyes go wide in surprise... mostly at himself for saying it and not realizing but also saying and then thinking it]
That's not-
I?!
UGH!!! [Going to flounce his way to the bathroom as fast as possible while still retaining what shred of dignity he has left thank you.]
[Claude feigns an expression of innocent confusion throughout... whatever that was. Well, he's not a mind reader, but he has an idea of what the mental gymnastics were that Lorenz just performed. So once the bathroom door is shut, he follows after him and knocks, affecting concern.]
Not what? You're behaving very strangely, Lorenz. Do I need to come in there and check up on you?
[Though it's clear from the location of his voice that he is simply leaning against the door on the other side. There is no lock so it's not as though he could really stop him if Claude did decide to push it.
There's so much of this that he's certain is just Claude teasing him but there's also enough that he can't help worrying if he's the one responsible.]
That is... that will not be necessary. I must apologize for my behavior. That was terribly unbecoming, I assure you it will not happen again.
Unbecoming? All you said was that you were going to go get a shower.
[Sure, he flounced away dramatically, but that's just Lorenz being Lorenz. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms. He knows Lorenz is right by the door, but he's not about to disrespect his privacy and try barging in.]
It's really okay, I was just teasing you. No need to get so agitated.
But you can tell me anything! No walls should stand between us. Or doors, for that matter.
[Is this a metaphor or literal or both... Well, the point still stands.] You weren't being inappropriate dressed like that, and it'd be very hard to think of anything that'd shock me, you know.
No, you're absolutely right. I had no business sitting around in such a state with company. I..... allowed myself to be far too lax with you.
[He'd been teasing. He knows Claude was teasing him but it doesn't make it any easier to excuse his poor behavior. He's supposed to be above reproach and here he is giving Claude things to embarrass him with. ]
Just because it may not shock you, hardly means it's appropriate.
[But he does shuffle to the side enough to crack the door ever so slightly, peeking out at him and looking rather distressingly like a kicked puppy, disappointed in himself for allowing such things that would embarrass him so much to happen in the first place.]
[He spreads his arms, as if to indicate wanting to give him a hug -- and whether he allows it or not, he'll continue.]
The only one judging you here is yourself. Personally, I really like seeing you loosen up, like I said before. This is your home, and you can kick back and relax in it however you want. I promise I wasn't trying to upset you about it.
[Lorenz hesitates for another moment before finally pushing the door open a little wider and allowing himself to step into the other man's outstretched arms. Even that makes guilt twinge in his stomach, though.]
I don't want to overstep or- [He flounders for a moment, not entirely certain what that "or" was meant to be. ] I don't know what I should be doing, I suppose. Is it alright to... to wear something like this with-
[And there's another thing he doesn't know. What should he call Khalid now? Whatever this is it's too informal to call him a suitor but not enough to call him a- a lover. So what? Boy... friend...? ]
With you...? Now, I mean... with... this? [A slight gesture between them, indicating whatever their relationship is now. Perhaps Claude will deign to give him an answer on that as well.]
[Lorenz is just as surprised by the fact that this is apparently only just now occurring to him?!?! He glances aside, face still burning but with a far less cute kind of fluster. His brow furrowed, something not quite hurt in his expression but close enough.
He hates being made to feel like an idiot just because he.... doesn't always recognize when something he's known to be true his entire life is, in fact, a pile of lies and unreasonable expectations. He knows some people chose to ignore it but those are the same people that are looked down on and spoken ill of in most circles. Commoner and Noble alike.
The fact that he can't find anything to say for himself that's not going to come out defensive and possibly just outright mean is answer enough though. So he tugs his robe tighter, hugging himself and studiously avoiding meeting Claude's gaze so he doesn't have to see him look disappointed at him.]
[Claude can read his body language well enough. He runs a hand through his own hair, evidently agitated but willing himself to dial it back a notch.]
Lorenz... Convention and I don't get along very well, so I don't have much patience for it. But I also know that doesn't mean you'd think like me. I just... don't want to act like something I'm not.
[All this modesty and unspoken rules are simply not for him, but trying to get close to Lorenz means coming up against them constantly. But he doesn't want to rail against them too much if that will simply make Lorenz unhappy too, so... Is Claude being unreasonable, trying to be too pushy too soon?
He doesn't have an answer to something they're both still figuring out, so he simply sighs.]
Um-- maybe I should give you some privacy for a while. I did interrupt you going for a shower and all, so...
[Lorenz flinches a little at the very idea, finally looking at Claude again, frowning slightly.]
I don't even realize I'm doing something because of... Some belief or standard put in place by the church. I don't think to question things that are just..... how it's always been. I know that's not right and it bothers you and I am trying-
[He steps a little closer, reaching out to take Claude's hands in his, squeezing gently.]
Even recognizing it's going to be hard, for a time, to go against things. I don't mean to keep bickering with you over things that I'm sure you think are so foolish. I just... need time to figure some of it out too.
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[And ultimately, ordinary people will simply be happy to see the end to the fighting. The manoeuvrings of the nobility won't concern them so long as there's food on the table.
Never one to dwell on the negatives for long, Claude smiles, his hand moving from Lorenz's hair to caress his cheek.]
Anyway, thanks for filling me in. It sounds like things are gonna shake out well, even if they're rough right now... And whatever happens, people will continue to rally around Teach, given everything she's done for Fódlan.
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The Professor is, as always, a beacon of hope and, as the people have come to learn, unerringly pragmatic above all else. Rather the opposite of her predecessors she is doing her best to remove any lingering air of mystery that might make people wary of trusting her. She is relatable to the common people and that has garnered her more support than any grand speeches might have.
He huffs a laugh, turning to press his face into Claude's hand and kiss his palm softly. ]
There is a lot I yet need to learn from her.
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[After Lorenz kisses his palm, Claude playfully leans in and boops him on the nose.]
...all this unnoble lounging around is a good start!
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[He wrinkles his nose, laughing softly and shaking his head, partially as a deterrent and partially as a way to at least try to make it tickle less.]
The ignoble part is more my state of dress then the lounging, I'd think.
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[Mostly, besides when he was butting heads with Gloucester. It was almost a relief in the period Gloucester stopped attending to appease the Empire. Still, Claude did have to learn to act a little more noble picking up from his grandfather, whether he liked it or not.]
And I'm glad you noticed your own scandalous state of undress. Would have hated to have pointed it out to you. One wrong move, and... Oops! [He mimes tugging the gown open.]
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[Here he was going to be nice and acknowledge that he did deserve some credit for his efforts there! Lorenz sits up abruptly, truly sitting on Claude's lap now. His hands come up to tug sharply at the edges of his robe as though it might well fly open in answer to Claude's gesture.]
Khalid!
[Utterly scandalized, face flushing brightly. That- was decidedly unfair! There has been nothing to imply that he had any ill intent, merely a desire to be comfortable.]
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[He holds his hands up to feign innocence, though it isn't working well at all given he has that smug smirk on his face.]
It seems to me like you have an overactive imagination.
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[He knows, to a point, that getting so flustered over it is only going to amuse Claude more but at the same time there's a horrifying moment where he has to wonder if it is his imagination running wild. If he hasn't let himself think too much about-
untoward things.
Things that he certainly didn't mean to think about but then Claude was making suggestions and-
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Lorenz pulls his legs up so he can bury his face in his hands, the backs of his hands pressed to his knees, shaking his head hard for a moment as though he can dismiss the whole line of thought if he wills it hard enough.]
You are insufferable!!
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And you are adorable. [He kisses his temple, then--] Get any redder and you just might explode!
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That is enough. [Huff, huff. he takes a moment to smooth out his hair as well, just generally trying to collect himself.]
I am going to go shower so that I can fix this- [A vague gesture towards himself. The robe is clearly a problem.] You may do as you please.
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done~
That's not-
I?!
UGH!!! [Going to flounce his way to the bathroom as fast as possible while still retaining what shred of dignity he has left thank you.]
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Not what? You're behaving very strangely, Lorenz. Do I need to come in there and check up on you?
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[Though it's clear from the location of his voice that he is simply leaning against the door on the other side. There is no lock so it's not as though he could really stop him if Claude did decide to push it.
There's so much of this that he's certain is just Claude teasing him but there's also enough that he can't help worrying if he's the one responsible.]
That is... that will not be necessary. I must apologize for my behavior. That was terribly unbecoming, I assure you it will not happen again.
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[Sure, he flounced away dramatically, but that's just Lorenz being Lorenz. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms. He knows Lorenz is right by the door, but he's not about to disrespect his privacy and try barging in.]
It's really okay, I was just teasing you. No need to get so agitated.
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I thought-
[Thought things he doesn't dare speak, things that are very unbecoming. Lorenz frowns, leans heavier against the door, finally clears his throat.]
Nothing that bears repeating, certainly.
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[Is this a metaphor or literal or both... Well, the point still stands.] You weren't being inappropriate dressed like that, and it'd be very hard to think of anything that'd shock me, you know.
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[He'd been teasing. He knows Claude was teasing him but it doesn't make it any easier to excuse his poor behavior. He's supposed to be above reproach and here he is giving Claude things to embarrass him with. ]
Just because it may not shock you, hardly means it's appropriate.
[But he does shuffle to the side enough to crack the door ever so slightly, peeking out at him and looking rather distressingly like a kicked puppy, disappointed in himself for allowing such things that would embarrass him so much to happen in the first place.]
I'm sorry.
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[He spreads his arms, as if to indicate wanting to give him a hug -- and whether he allows it or not, he'll continue.]
The only one judging you here is yourself. Personally, I really like seeing you loosen up, like I said before. This is your home, and you can kick back and relax in it however you want. I promise I wasn't trying to upset you about it.
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I don't want to overstep or- [He flounders for a moment, not entirely certain what that "or" was meant to be. ] I don't know what I should be doing, I suppose. Is it alright to... to wear something like this with-
[And there's another thing he doesn't know. What should he call Khalid now? Whatever this is it's too informal to call him a suitor but not enough to call him a- a lover. So what? Boy... friend...? ]
With you...? Now, I mean... with... this? [A slight gesture between them, indicating whatever their relationship is now. Perhaps Claude will deign to give him an answer on that as well.]
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Wait-- you're not saying only married couples should be undressed around each other or something, are you? Come on.
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He hates being made to feel like an idiot just because he.... doesn't always recognize when something he's known to be true his entire life is, in fact, a pile of lies and unreasonable expectations. He knows some people chose to ignore it but those are the same people that are looked down on and spoken ill of in most circles. Commoner and Noble alike.
The fact that he can't find anything to say for himself that's not going to come out defensive and possibly just outright mean is answer enough though. So he tugs his robe tighter, hugging himself and studiously avoiding meeting Claude's gaze so he doesn't have to see him look disappointed at him.]
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Lorenz... Convention and I don't get along very well, so I don't have much patience for it. But I also know that doesn't mean you'd think like me. I just... don't want to act like something I'm not.
[All this modesty and unspoken rules are simply not for him, but trying to get close to Lorenz means coming up against them constantly. But he doesn't want to rail against them too much if that will simply make Lorenz unhappy too, so... Is Claude being unreasonable, trying to be too pushy too soon?
He doesn't have an answer to something they're both still figuring out, so he simply sighs.]
Um-- maybe I should give you some privacy for a while. I did interrupt you going for a shower and all, so...
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[Lorenz flinches a little at the very idea, finally looking at Claude again, frowning slightly.]
I don't even realize I'm doing something because of... Some belief or standard put in place by the church. I don't think to question things that are just..... how it's always been. I know that's not right and it bothers you and I am trying-
[He steps a little closer, reaching out to take Claude's hands in his, squeezing gently.]
Even recognizing it's going to be hard, for a time, to go against things. I don't mean to keep bickering with you over things that I'm sure you think are so foolish. I just... need time to figure some of it out too.