[Perhaps it is uncharitable but as soon as Dedue suggests that the Deer got away without being subject to Claude's tomfoolery Lorenz scoffs, shaking his head.]

Nonsense. He got to bemuse himself at our expense day in and day out!

[Funny how, for all the indignation he attempts to put into his words there's still that same fondness that lingers in his expression, something wistful even. Their schooldays when there was nothing more to worry about than Claude's bad habits were... certainly a simpler time. Being able to bother Claude with mundanities instead of the heavier troubles that came later.]

Still I don't think it would be quite fair to inflict his name on this silly little teacup.

[A teacup that is eager to tug up the lid of the pot and sniff at the tea steeping inside. ]