[ D can be as quiet as he wants, now Claude just assumes he's being huffy because Claude teased him and still answered his question. The reality is probably closer to D just being the strong, silent type, but the thought of him internally sulking makes him grin.

He doesn't say anything for a moment though, letting the two of them sit in silence. ]

It's less boisterous than the rest of the festivities. Is it unusual to want something a little more low-key after walking through a forest of corpses?

[ He pulls one leg into his chest, resting his arm there. ]

I haven't yet gathered the strength to return to the Shadowlands.