[The noise Lorenz let's out is aggrieved.] Even your excuses are the same. [He mutters with a grimace.] Honestly, if you're going to be this difficult about the entire affair, the least you could manage is to have the decency of coming up with different deflections.
[And, perhaps, while this lecture is a tad unfair given this Claude likely has little to no bearing on what he is referring to... one could hardly say he is undeserving of such a scolding. Truly, serves him right for disappearing without a word.]
I am, of course, referring to your abrupt disappearance from the Alliance. Or am I about to learn you have not even yet witnessed the end of the war? Or perhaps you are about to inform me in your world I have... dallied off with Felix, I suppose. Certainly I have been told stranger. [Or worse, but he'll not give consideration to that particular train of thought.]
[ooc: give me your hearts desire. a childhood memory. a battlefield memory. a memory of Claude getting it on so Lorenz can slap the firefly out of his hand. the options are endless.]
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[And, perhaps, while this lecture is a tad unfair given this Claude likely has little to no bearing on what he is referring to... one could hardly say he is undeserving of such a scolding. Truly, serves him right for disappearing without a word.]
I am, of course, referring to your abrupt disappearance from the Alliance. Or am I about to learn you have not even yet witnessed the end of the war? Or perhaps you are about to inform me in your world I have... dallied off with Felix, I suppose. Certainly I have been told stranger. [Or worse, but he'll not give consideration to that particular train of thought.]
[ooc: give me your hearts desire. a childhood memory. a battlefield memory. a memory of Claude getting it on so Lorenz can slap the firefly out of his hand. the options are endless.]