Normality control

Claude was a tricky one, but he did want to break down the barriers between the people of Fodlan, as well as the outside world. He decided with for some control over normality. Specifically, He could alter the perception of his own actions and how normal they appeared to be. He also could now bend reality by describing things as normal, but he decided to restrict it by requiring himself to say someone's name or a location to activate it. That way, he would be able to keep better track of his changes and avoid doing things accidentally.

Deciding it was time, Claude stepped into the dining hall next to Hilda, casually sitting down next to her and reaching an arm around her and squeezing her breast lightly. "Hey there, Hilda." She looked up from talking with Marianne to look at him.

"Hey, Claude." She replied disinterestedly before resuming her chat with her friend about fashion. She'd have been right to deck him for that, but it didn't seem to bother her at all.

"Hey Hilda, I thought it normal to converse about your breasts when they're getting groped."

"Duh, Claude." She said before looking back at her blue haired friend. "So Marianne, what do you think about my chest?"

"U-uhm..." Marianne blushed at the question. "they look quite nice."

"Really? You don't think I could do with showing more cleavage?" The pink haired girl said, undoing her top button on her uniform as Claude kept squeezing. "Be honest, does this look better now?"

"U-uhm, yes they do." Marianne replied. blushing harder as she tried looking away.

Well this is quite useful. Now, what to do next? The head of the Golden Deer's pondered.