[Once they leave the weapons stall, with plenty of new weaponry in hand to utilize, Edelgard finds her gaze directed anywhere and everywhere in search of a good spot. Because if there's one opportunity she doesn't wish to miss, it's finally getting to kiss Lorenz and be able to feel like she's won against Hubert just this once.
There aren't many spots, really, and yet her attempt at getting his attention has only managed to be thwarted by a tea stall.
It shouldn't be so frustrating to her, and yet, as she winds a secluded spot that's a short walk away from this stall--she wants nothing more than to drag Lorenz there and kiss him. And the frustration only grows the more he natters on about tea, about the tea blends, about anything and everything about this and it's reaching a boiling point as she nods her head and maybe offers a word or two to acknowledge she's listening.
She can only take so much of it, though. Even her seemingly limitless patience has it's limits, and about when he starts on another tangent, Edelgard clears her throat in a rather pointed manner as she forces a smile on her face.]
Lorenz? Will you follow me for a moment?
[...This is the most forcibly pleasant she has ever been, good lord. Edelgard almost looks as stressed and wound as she feels. She's at least trying not to be, at least explicitly.]
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There aren't many spots, really, and yet her attempt at getting his attention has only managed to be thwarted by a tea stall.
It shouldn't be so frustrating to her, and yet, as she winds a secluded spot that's a short walk away from this stall--she wants nothing more than to drag Lorenz there and kiss him. And the frustration only grows the more he natters on about tea, about the tea blends, about anything and everything about this and it's reaching a boiling point as she nods her head and maybe offers a word or two to acknowledge she's listening.
She can only take so much of it, though. Even her seemingly limitless patience has it's limits, and about when he starts on another tangent, Edelgard clears her throat in a rather pointed manner as she forces a smile on her face.]
Lorenz? Will you follow me for a moment?
[...This is the most forcibly pleasant she has ever been, good lord. Edelgard almost looks as stressed and wound as she feels. She's at least trying not to be, at least explicitly.]