(There's a feeling that catches his attention, one that he's only felt from others a handful of times in his life. Truly, he could probably count on one hand the number of times he's been able to feel this.
His mother and father, loving their son no matter how troublesome or how hated he might be by the world. His combat instructor, a large and scarred man who was always too hard on him but believed he could overcome any challenge. A certain professor at the academy, one who encouraged him unconditionally.
(Someone whose memory brings up an aching feeling in his heart and headache that he can't quite shake off. Clear memories of a charismatic professor, a curious name that always reminded him how strange the names in Fodlan could be, and of countless classes and meetings. And yet, there are things that don't make sense. Why was she there? Why did he always sit so close to the front in her classes? Why was she always there when...
Ah, the more he thinks about it, the more conflicted he feels and he has to press on.)
There's a feeling coming from Xie Lian and Claude turns to face him, eyes wide with surprise.
There aren't many people who would say they're proud of Claude. And to feel it from Xie Lian, without even having to prove himself in his usual ways is... surprising. He didn't have to spend hours studying or days practicing. There was no fight he had to win.
Proud, driven, focused, hopeful... these are feelings that Claude has been radiating since the week began and while he's certainly a warm person, there's always a certain level of coolness and distance to him. He gives smiles that never reach and has eyes that are always searching for something... )
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His mother and father, loving their son no matter how troublesome or how hated he might be by the world.
His combat instructor, a large and scarred man who was always too hard on him but believed he could overcome any challenge.
A certain professor at the academy, one who encouraged him unconditionally.
(Someone whose memory brings up an aching feeling in his heart and headache that he can't quite shake off. Clear memories of a charismatic professor, a curious name that always reminded him how strange the names in Fodlan could be, and of countless classes and meetings. And yet, there are things that don't make sense. Why was she there? Why did he always sit so close to the front in her classes? Why was she always there when...
Ah, the more he thinks about it, the more conflicted he feels and he has to press on.)
There's a feeling coming from Xie Lian and Claude turns to face him, eyes wide with surprise.
There aren't many people who would say they're proud of Claude. And to feel it from Xie Lian, without even having to prove himself in his usual ways is... surprising. He didn't have to spend hours studying or days practicing. There was no fight he had to win.
Proud, driven, focused, hopeful... these are feelings that Claude has been radiating since the week began and while he's certainly a warm person, there's always a certain level of coolness and distance to him. He gives smiles that never reach and has eyes that are always searching for something... )