He ought not, I assure you. You have my humble thanks for agreeing to allow this!

[Flayn smiles, though, never the less and naive to everything as ever. She'll go put away the fishing rod, though she...doesn't actually think to try and get any of the fabric off the hook, but surely that'll be fine...but she'll join back with Hubert rather soon, curls bouncing as she rushes back.]

Let us away.

[...Of course, once they do start walking, Flayn won't stop talking--]

I must admit, I am ever so grateful for the opportunity to be among the Black Eagles--you all are such intriguing individuals, and I believe I will be able to most enjoy my time with all of you.