[Ah, Jeralt. How very... mercenary of him. Claude laughs at just how brazen that is, and he has to respect it, in a way.] Well, if your dad said it, I can't say no to that. Order as much as you want.
[Their first orders arrive shortly thereafter, and Claude leaves his tea to steep as he looks to Byleth.]
So, what else are you gonna go for? [Jeralt aside... Okay, maybe he just wants to spoil Byleth a bit.]
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[Their first orders arrive shortly thereafter, and Claude leaves his tea to steep as he looks to Byleth.]
So, what else are you gonna go for? [Jeralt aside... Okay, maybe he just wants to spoil Byleth a bit.]