[Claude lets the quiet stretch on as he polishes off his steak, washing it down with more wine. He can hold his alcohol, but it and the food are both making him feel pleasantly fuzzy, so he doesn't feel the need to rush Hayame. Even in silence, he enjoys her company.]
Huh. [He had no idea what she'd ask, or say, but it wasn't that.] I didn't expect we'd have that in common... What's he like?
[Proud and cold, like Hayame? Competitive like his own brothers? He hoped, at least, that he wasn't cruel to her as Shahid was to him. Not having a throne to compete over had to help, but jinba were surely under all kinds of other pressures that would strain a sibling relationship.]
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Huh. [He had no idea what she'd ask, or say, but it wasn't that.] I didn't expect we'd have that in common... What's he like?
[Proud and cold, like Hayame? Competitive like his own brothers? He hoped, at least, that he wasn't cruel to her as Shahid was to him. Not having a throne to compete over had to help, but jinba were surely under all kinds of other pressures that would strain a sibling relationship.]