[ Despite the serious circumstances, Claude can't help but laugh at Ange's spirited reaction, the absolute look of bafflement on her face. It's not often that he can take her off-guard, and he'll relish whatever opportunity he gets. ]
I just told you! C'mon, Ange, put on your listening ears, [ he teases her. He crosses his feet at the ankles as he leans against the wall, already feeling a little more at ease now that he knows that Ange will be saved from at least one evil. This was a good choice. He'd made up his mind about it long before her arrival, but hearing the way she was talking... that only cements it in his mind as the only right decision to make. There are several people he cares about here, who he'd love to protect if he could, but he's certain they all have combat experience under their belt and other people who are looking after them properly. Ange might have some people looking after her, like her housemates or her peers, but Claude isn't willing to put his faith in them.
He had considered, too, granting himself such a blessing, but had decided against it. Odd, for someone like him, who has always valued his own neck over anyone else's. He chalks it up to the fact that he's capable of taking care of himself, that surviving is the one thing that he's best at. He can pass on a blessing, just this once. ]
I've been dubbed a guardian angel. I can grant people immunity. Not from being killed altogether, but from whatever tricks these people have to kill us on sight. Pretty handy, right?
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I just told you! C'mon, Ange, put on your listening ears, [ he teases her. He crosses his feet at the ankles as he leans against the wall, already feeling a little more at ease now that he knows that Ange will be saved from at least one evil. This was a good choice. He'd made up his mind about it long before her arrival, but hearing the way she was talking... that only cements it in his mind as the only right decision to make. There are several people he cares about here, who he'd love to protect if he could, but he's certain they all have combat experience under their belt and other people who are looking after them properly. Ange might have some people looking after her, like her housemates or her peers, but Claude isn't willing to put his faith in them.
He had considered, too, granting himself such a blessing, but had decided against it. Odd, for someone like him, who has always valued his own neck over anyone else's. He chalks it up to the fact that he's capable of taking care of himself, that surviving is the one thing that he's best at. He can pass on a blessing, just this once. ]
I've been dubbed a guardian angel. I can grant people immunity. Not from being killed altogether, but from whatever tricks these people have to kill us on sight. Pretty handy, right?