[ Hm. That answer is actually more interesting than Sylvain might've intended for it to be, what with it confirming a suspicion he'd had once upon a time in another life when they were just students at the academy. Then again - that never was his business, and while his academy aged self would've considered anything fair game to ask the years since then have granted him the ability to be more discerning. Just a bit.

Instead of commenting, Claude lets it go by. Not without bookmarking it for somewhere in his memory for another time, maybe; like not when they're walking down the streets of Cadens. He'll just glance at Sylvain with a smirk for that latter part. ]

Are you asking if Seteth scolded me for a lot of things? Sylvain. Have you forgotten who you're talking to? I lost track of the amount of times I got reprimanded over causing a mess during dish duty. [ A beat. ] Come to think of it, he might've actually been onto something there since Mag banned me from helping wash things at the tavern.

Anyway. We got along a little better during the war. Mostly because he had to tolerate me, and because I pretended he wasn't lying to us about all kinds of Church things despite the proof right in front of our faces like it always was.

[ Enjoy some light blasphemy in the eyes of the devout with that. Some things never change. ]