Sounds good! My treat. I've earned plenty of money here in this world, while you've only got limited funds right now, so no arguing. [In fact, Claude cuts off the call to prevent any arguments even being made.
It doesn't take him long to tell the rest of their group where he's going and why - a couple of them have talked to Lorenz already - and then he's off to catch a train with his team. It's a rather boring six hours...or it would be, if he didn't spend it amusing himself by texting Lorenz random wild facts about this world in order to enjoy his absolutely incredulous reactions.
He's missed a lot of things about Lorenz - not just over the past year, but even before that, when they'd lost contact - but teasing him is very high on the list. It's just natural that a guy as laid-back as Claude wouldn't be able to help gently needling a guy wound as tight as Lorenz is - partly just for the amusement factor, but also partly to encourage the guy to loosen up himself. Claude doesn't feel like Lorenz's virtues would lose anything if he eased up a little.
There's admittedly a secondary purpose to the teasing, though. The playful back-and-forth isn't just for Claude's benefit, and it's not without purpose - the things Claude does rarely are. It's settling them back into their old dynamic, a familiar routine that might help Lorenz feel more at ease and more at home. And if nothing else, it's a lighthearted distraction to keep Lorenz from brooding over...quite a lot of heavy, dark thoughts he's clearly weighed down with. Claude hates to think of the guy spending six hours in his own head, working himself up or tearing himself down or, possibly, both. He hates the thought of one of his Deer suffering and miserable while he's not there to do something about it.
So for now, he'll keep Lorenz in the now. It can't last forever - some things can't be avoided, only deferred - but whenever the full weight comes crashing down on Lorenz, Claude wants him to be among friends. Even just one friend might be enough.
And so it is that some six hours and change later, Claude is leaning on the desk of the pokécenter, fighting down the nausea of...going through the warps a little too fast. It's hard not to rush the end of the journey, though, when he knew it was only a matter of minutes between himself and Cherrygrove. While he breathes slowly, letting his stomach settle, he wonders absently if Lorenz is already waiting outside, or if he should give him a call to let him know he's arrived. In the end, he opts for the latter, opening up another video call.]
Hey, Lorenz! Your transportation has arrived! [He's starting to feel a little better, and he's usually good at only letting people see what he wants them to see, so hopefully Lorenz won't notice his passing nausea.]
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It doesn't take him long to tell the rest of their group where he's going and why - a couple of them have talked to Lorenz already - and then he's off to catch a train with his team. It's a rather boring six hours...or it would be, if he didn't spend it amusing himself by texting Lorenz random wild facts about this world in order to enjoy his absolutely incredulous reactions.
He's missed a lot of things about Lorenz - not just over the past year, but even before that, when they'd lost contact - but teasing him is very high on the list. It's just natural that a guy as laid-back as Claude wouldn't be able to help gently needling a guy wound as tight as Lorenz is - partly just for the amusement factor, but also partly to encourage the guy to loosen up himself. Claude doesn't feel like Lorenz's virtues would lose anything if he eased up a little.
There's admittedly a secondary purpose to the teasing, though. The playful back-and-forth isn't just for Claude's benefit, and it's not without purpose - the things Claude does rarely are. It's settling them back into their old dynamic, a familiar routine that might help Lorenz feel more at ease and more at home. And if nothing else, it's a lighthearted distraction to keep Lorenz from brooding over...quite a lot of heavy, dark thoughts he's clearly weighed down with. Claude hates to think of the guy spending six hours in his own head, working himself up or tearing himself down or, possibly, both. He hates the thought of one of his Deer suffering and miserable while he's not there to do something about it.
So for now, he'll keep Lorenz in the now. It can't last forever - some things can't be avoided, only deferred - but whenever the full weight comes crashing down on Lorenz, Claude wants him to be among friends. Even just one friend might be enough.
And so it is that some six hours and change later, Claude is leaning on the desk of the pokécenter, fighting down the nausea of...going through the warps a little too fast. It's hard not to rush the end of the journey, though, when he knew it was only a matter of minutes between himself and Cherrygrove. While he breathes slowly, letting his stomach settle, he wonders absently if Lorenz is already waiting outside, or if he should give him a call to let him know he's arrived. In the end, he opts for the latter, opening up another video call.]
Hey, Lorenz! Your transportation has arrived! [He's starting to feel a little better, and he's usually good at only letting people see what he wants them to see, so hopefully Lorenz won't notice his passing nausea.]