[ 4 more glasses of champagne and a sip of wine later, Claude is... well. He's not sullen, but he looks more tired than usual, his jacket off and cast over one arm.
His brother is faring better; a spring in his step and his center of balance lightly skewed thanks to the effects of the alcohol. He hasn't taken his wobbliness as a chance to hold Iona's hand, but Claude expects that he might get there soon. Predictable. ]
That makes two out of four.
[ Don't be snide, Claude... Somehow he's included Oren in 'Team Wet Blanket', even though Oren was perfectly charming for the whole night.
It might be because of his general inattentiveness to anything but his mildly sour mood, perhaps, that Claude doesn't catch the looming figures that'd left the party a few beats after they did; too eager to be out of the bustle of skirts and festivities to notice a few pairs of eyes that'd locked themselves on the retreating party.
They're quiet, for now. Waiting for the group to move into the quiet side-street that's coming up around the corner, tucked away from prying eyes. ]
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His brother is faring better; a spring in his step and his center of balance lightly skewed thanks to the effects of the alcohol. He hasn't taken his wobbliness as a chance to hold Iona's hand, but Claude expects that he might get there soon. Predictable. ]
That makes two out of four.
[ Don't be snide, Claude... Somehow he's included Oren in 'Team Wet Blanket', even though Oren was perfectly charming for the whole night.
It might be because of his general inattentiveness to anything but his mildly sour mood, perhaps, that Claude doesn't catch the looming figures that'd left the party a few beats after they did; too eager to be out of the bustle of skirts and festivities to notice a few pairs of eyes that'd locked themselves on the retreating party.
They're quiet, for now. Waiting for the group to move into the quiet side-street that's coming up around the corner, tucked away from prying eyes. ]