[Edelgard had been more than content to simply sit and read quietly on her birthday, and she certainly didn't expect Hubert to surprise her with a gift. It wasn't his way, but when she felt him approaching she had made it a point to not say anything that might spook him or otherwise spoil a nice moment. She kept reading, though she looked up when he dropped off the item and smiled.]
Thank you, Hubert. That means a lot.
[When he turns though, she was prepared. Because what she wanted from him wasn't a gift. It was just his company.
She rose quickly, carefully setting aside her reading.]
[She steps forward the rest of the way and takes his hand in hers.]
I would like to spend some time this evening with all of the important people in my life. And, as it's midnight on my birthday...and you are my oldest friend, I think that you should be the first.
[Even if Edelgard could see perfectly in the dark, and street lamps lined this portion of the Haven, Hubert couldn't keep his head from subtly turning in various directions. The alertness has been part of him for too long of his life to let go of.]
It's impossible to do even simple things further in the city, not unlike Eostre. I'm afraid the rowdiness of Aefenglom is something I will simply never adapt to.
To phrase it generously. The festivals seem necessary for the city's otherwise dismal moral, but I can't help but wonder how they sustain these. Some of these materials, and foods, are either expensive or scarce normally.
[He isn't sure what to make of the underground civilization, honestly. They had many fascinating things to offer, but something about it unsettled him.]
But, if there is seems to be any universal constant about humanity across worlds, an obsession with alcohol seems to be one. I expect your business will do just fine.
Wonderful. I've eaten already, but...I think today I can treat myself.
[She will head right for a vendor, another vampire that seems fairly familiar with her, handing her several sticks with a toothy smile and a nod for Hubert.]
[Edelgard pays and takes her sticks, giving it a few nibbles before leading him away. Turning a somewhat bemused smile his way around the stick she speaks up:]
You know I wouldn't ordinarily eat something like this, at home. However, it feels good against our teeth, Hubert. I'm told other vampires feel the same, and this vendor mixes in droplets of blood for customers with our condition.
Petting cats, it seems. [His tone is dryly amused, and entirely serious.]
It's a curious establishment. I can't imagine anything of the sort ever existing in Fódlan. [Hubert shakes his head.] They serve refreshments and offer... numerous cats of a variety I've never encountered. I feel ridiculous spending as much time at the place as I have been, but... I admit, I'm impressed with the coffee they serve there.
[She laughs, soft and sweet. Happy as a clam about it, too.]
Truly people take leisure time in the strangest ways in this city. Though it sounds entirely appropriate for Leslie. She'll be right at home with cats.
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Thank you, Hubert. That means a lot.
[When he turns though, she was prepared. Because what she wanted from him wasn't a gift. It was just his company.
She rose quickly, carefully setting aside her reading.]
...Would you go for a walk with me?
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If you so desire.
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[She steps forward the rest of the way and takes his hand in hers.]
I would like to spend some time this evening with all of the important people in my life. And, as it's midnight on my birthday...and you are my oldest friend, I think that you should be the first.
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Very well. Where do you have in mind?
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[The Night Market, just a place for vampires to shop!]
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[The beginning of summer meant a warm night, at least. He could do without his coat. ]
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How was your day?
[Simple, just small talk, but something that they so rarely do, and honestly something she values because of it's uncommon nature.]
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[Even if Edelgard could see perfectly in the dark, and street lamps lined this portion of the Haven, Hubert couldn't keep his head from subtly turning in various directions. The alertness has been part of him for too long of his life to let go of.]
It's impossible to do even simple things further in the city, not unlike Eostre. I'm afraid the rowdiness of Aefenglom is something I will simply never adapt to.
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[She watches as a pair of teenagers rush by, laughing at one another in a way that gives her a hint that they're probably lovers, and sighs.]
...Bawdy.
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[Which is good. Really good, frankly.]
Alcohol is in high demand. I can only hope that trade with the underground city will be so lucrative.
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[He isn't sure what to make of the underground civilization, honestly. They had many fascinating things to offer, but something about it unsettled him.]
But, if there is seems to be any universal constant about humanity across worlds, an obsession with alcohol seems to be one. I expect your business will do just fine.
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[Edelgard chuckles softly to herself, and then they're turning the corner into the marketplace.]
...Would you indulge me a little? I'd like to pick up some rock candy as we pass by the vendor.
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Seeing as you are an autonomous individual with the means and will to acquire such a thing for yourself, yes. I shall indulge you.
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[She will head right for a vendor, another vampire that seems fairly familiar with her, handing her several sticks with a toothy smile and a nod for Hubert.]
Would you like anything sir?
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[He shakes his head for real at the question. ]
No, thank you.
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You know I wouldn't ordinarily eat something like this, at home. However, it feels good against our teeth, Hubert. I'm told other vampires feel the same, and this vendor mixes in droplets of blood for customers with our condition.
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[He shakes his head. ]
I still hardly understand the appeal of something that sweet, even with those unique allowances.
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[It's a simple answer, and it should explain everything. There is no other reason for it, after all.]
As for it's sweetness, that's just personal preference. Much like how I've never really had a taste for coffee.
[But she'll drink it sometimes.]
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[A mystery. Speaking of... ]
Have you seen the establishment that's taken to employing Leslie?
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[And she's been busy with, you know, everything.]
What is she doing?
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It's a curious establishment. I can't imagine anything of the sort ever existing in Fódlan. [Hubert shakes his head.] They serve refreshments and offer... numerous cats of a variety I've never encountered. I feel ridiculous spending as much time at the place as I have been, but... I admit, I'm impressed with the coffee they serve there.
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[She laughs, soft and sweet. Happy as a clam about it, too.]
Truly people take leisure time in the strangest ways in this city. Though it sounds entirely appropriate for Leslie. She'll be right at home with cats.