[Claude would call himself more an orator than a poet, but maybe they're not dissimilar skills in their own way. He has to force himself to not look at her tail once more as it twitches, instead focusing on her face as if she hadn't given anything away, and she definitely is not blushing. Still, he can't hide his surprise when he replies.]
Something else? Sure, go ahead.
[He's acting casual enough, but his curiosity is certainly piqued. Perhaps he should have prepared another gift, too.]
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Something else? Sure, go ahead.
[He's acting casual enough, but his curiosity is certainly piqued. Perhaps he should have prepared another gift, too.]