[Claude has a book in his hands, looking over the assorted circles drawn inside as he tries to create his own. Potion brewing wasn't something new to him, but combining ingredients magically was too interesting a concept for him to pass up experimenting with.
He tilts his head up absentmindedly at the familiar voice, trying to keep his hand steady to finish the circle.]
Did you enjoy your trip-- [When he looks up, he's taken a back for a second. Her clothes just seem to get more and more ripped every time he sees her.]
Gods above, Hilda, we need to get you something that fits better than that...
HILDA! HILDA! HILDA!
He tilts his head up absentmindedly at the familiar voice, trying to keep his hand steady to finish the circle.]
Did you enjoy your trip-- [When he looks up, he's taken a back for a second. Her clothes just seem to get more and more ripped every time he sees her.]
Gods above, Hilda, we need to get you something that fits better than that...