[ now he can be infamous here, too, but for all the wrong reasons!! Abel is kind enough to spread a wonderful and elaborate reputation about town for him. it'll be great!! Claude'll love it!!! what could go wrong!!!!!

--senior. he flinches a bit at that word -- excuse you, is this YET ANOTHER 'grandpa hair' joke?? look, it isn't his fault he was born with old man hair, alright? GOD. you kids.

still... the little note at the end saves him a lecture, and the priest is sniffling once more before fixing his glasses and righting himself. ah, the recovery from gratuitous sobbing seems to be complete. ]

What, no friendly advice from the wise and benevolent Claude...? I'm a little disappointed, I was looking forward to what you might say... [ oh, well. you win some, you lose some. ]

But don't you worry~! There are disgusting amounts of talent around here, so even if I were to get myself into any trouble, I could probably wave my hand and fifteen superpowered knights in shining armor would come running to save me! Isn't that nice?

[ is this him justifying getting into trouble

maybe. you know, HE'S sharing this tidbit of wisdom, just in cause Claude might need it too. who knows?? could come in handy one day. ]