[ Eh, Felix doesn't really need an outward reason to be suspicious of Claude. Most people are without having one. Or, without having a good one.
But Claude holds onto the question: what do you do for fun? He suspects the answer, or that Felix might struggle to land upon one that doesn't in some way center on the sword. Holding proves both amusing and dangerous, because when Felix says that he unwinds when he sleeps, it takes much of Claude's considerable self-control to keep from laughing.
And he's glad he fights it, unsure of whether that barest suggestion of humor in Felix's expression, his line of his mouth less rigid and straight, would have survived it.
Safe enough to laugh at himself, right? He does. ]
Good guess! I'm not sure that counts as a hobby, but close enough. As it happens, I wander more than I talk. You're just lucky.
[ Or unlucky. Or, because Claude generally meanders about on his own, all his non-stop talking is restricted to his skull.]
So this hike... did you invite me to improve your patience, or did you want to go somewhere in particular?
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But Claude holds onto the question: what do you do for fun? He suspects the answer, or that Felix might struggle to land upon one that doesn't in some way center on the sword. Holding proves both amusing and dangerous, because when Felix says that he unwinds when he sleeps, it takes much of Claude's considerable self-control to keep from laughing.
And he's glad he fights it, unsure of whether that barest suggestion of humor in Felix's expression, his line of his mouth less rigid and straight, would have survived it.
Safe enough to laugh at himself, right? He does. ]
Good guess! I'm not sure that counts as a hobby, but close enough. As it happens, I wander more than I talk. You're just lucky.
[ Or unlucky. Or, because Claude generally meanders about on his own, all his non-stop talking is restricted to his skull.]
So this hike... did you invite me to improve your patience, or did you want to go somewhere in particular?