[ If Claude had just said he's a prince, Ange likely wouldn't even have batted an eye over it. Considering that people are all sorts of things in this place, prince doesn't even really strike that high up on the weirdness scale of things that people can be in this place. It might be a little bit surprising in the sense that Claude isn't exactly Ange's idea of a prince - sure, she.. guesses he's objectively handsome, maybe? She's never been goods at determining those things, but he seems way more willing to work hard than any prince she's ever heard about - but just as a fact of life? It's pretty normal.

No, what gets her is the fact that he clearly did not mean to say that. It's only when he stops himself and tries to cover up his mouth that the girl raises an eyebrow. ]

.. seriously, Claude? That's your big secret? [ At least she sounds a little less displeased now. Instead she sounds more unimpressed, which is.. a step up? It's a little bit closer to Ange's default way of talking, anyway. ] Is it that bad if people here know you're a prince? I really don't care whether or not you are one, you know.