[txt]: Nah, don't have time for going out right now.
[txt]: But sure, Ingrid, I'll be here waiting.
[txt]: Awfully nice of you to be looking out for me though, I would've thought you'd be at the training grounds or something – oh wait nvm, that'd be Felix or his Princeliness, eh?

[Very, very slowly, Claude tip toes back to his room and slips the key in the door and unlocks it. He slips back in side, closes it and falls straight onto his bed– some of the books tumble off with a loud thump.]

[txt]: But absolutely! Come on up~ ;)