[he's a bit startled out of his own irritation at the game, but quickly calms. it's claude, and byleth allows the slightest hint of a smile to quirk. he looks up to see the man's ever-present grin, and to see his right hand man - or was he claude's right hand man? - is a balm on the chaos of this entire situation (fishing game included.)]
No. They won't provide fishing rods. I don't understand this method of fishing. It's inefficient.
[the tiniest head tilt as he takes a look at claude. he seems simultaneously wistful and wary at the same time?]
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No. They won't provide fishing rods. I don't understand this method of fishing. It's inefficient.
[the tiniest head tilt as he takes a look at claude. he seems simultaneously wistful and wary at the same time?]
It's good to see you, Claude.