[ He genuinely doesn't know what to do. Claude is— used to fighting his own battles, keeping his secrets, shouldering everything that comes with being alive alone. There are people who cared for him—Judith, Hilda, Nader—but they relied on him. He was their leader and general, and it was his role to take care of them.
Even though, he thinks that they probably would've wanted to return the favour, if he'd ever given them a chance.
Here, he's no one special. And Otome is leagues stronger than him. ]
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Even though, he thinks that they probably would've wanted to return the favour, if he'd ever given them a chance.
Here, he's no one special. And Otome is leagues stronger than him. ]
I... okay, I won't stop you. [ ... ] Thank you.
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You know, you thank me for the strangest things sometimes.
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[ He doesn't mean that in a derogatory way. ]
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Speaking from experience?
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[ you can't fluster her, Claude. ]