[Luckily for Hubert, Linhardt doesn't see him; he's far too drowsy at the moment to really look around and notice anything, though maybe he's not just imagining a slightly foreboding aura nearby...huh. Must be his imagination. That, or an angry goddess. It's either nothing or a perfectly good research opportunity in the making, as far as he's concerned!
Hubert will definitely be able to see him just kind of plop himself down on the old, stone floor, taking a quick peek out the window to admire the view before getting himself comfortable--]
I should've brought my pillow... [Yaaawn.] Oh well. I suppose I can make do...
[Quietly lamenting to himself, though bringing said pillow would have earned a strong scolding from Edelgard and he'd rather avoid that--before settling on using one of his arms as a pillow, getting himself comfortable before yawning and shutting his eyes.
Sweet naptime. And Linhardt is none the wiser to Hubert's presence.]
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Hubert will definitely be able to see him just kind of plop himself down on the old, stone floor, taking a quick peek out the window to admire the view before getting himself comfortable--]
I should've brought my pillow... [Yaaawn.] Oh well. I suppose I can make do...
[Quietly lamenting to himself, though bringing said pillow would have earned a strong scolding from Edelgard and he'd rather avoid that--before settling on using one of his arms as a pillow, getting himself comfortable before yawning and shutting his eyes.
Sweet naptime. And Linhardt is none the wiser to Hubert's presence.]