Outside of certain academia, namely of a social science slant; it was rare for the Princess to have more worldly knowledge than someone who did traverse. Yet here she was, informing the mercenary about the business side of tailoring and some industry secrets. Caius took it well and that was fine but Sarah was amused. She was also oddly happy, not for his misfortune but that she could indeed help in a meaningful way. A small step towards a greater effort, something she sought to pursue in this world; in Zephon.

Shame about the weather then, for an unexpected development came upon opening the door. When asked to step back, she did so, not wanting to ruin the only dress she had. Sarah was not really a materialistic person, despite her upbringing. Rather, it was ceremonial, if not spiritual that this outfit, tailored by the very person who educated her on the trade, was all she had from Cornelia. Along with her lute of course! Whilst she stepped back, she gazed upon Caius, awaiting his solution.

The effort was certainly a remarkable bit of showmanship but the end result was...a fishing rod. This caused mild surprise evident on her visage but there was a strange delight that followed. Fishing wasn't something she got to do personally but she did get to accompany one of her handlers to do so. He would fish and she'd play her lute, a very relaxing vista before the two of them. Of course, she was supposed to be learning something, riding perhaps? The possibility escaped her but whilst Caius attempted to recover, Sarah replied in kind. "Honestly? I'd be delighted to try my hand at fishing sometime. Ah...with better attire and maybe on a better day to start. I can't imagine fishing in the rain to be ideal for a beginner."

When the correct item was retrieved, the umbrella, she simply nodded as she moved to join him proper. While she had begun to share details the question she received after being aske to elaborate on her life, caught her by surprise. "I-is it that obvious?" she inquired and not rhetorically, she was genuinely taken aback. It made her furrow her brows for a moment, cutely mind. "Yes, I'm a Princess. These days, I try not to dwell on that. Here, I'm just an ordinary woman. It's not bad, honestly."

The transition did have some hurdles, of course. Whilst she embraced certain aspects with open arms, there were oft smaller things that one of her type could take for granted, that she missed. Some of that was small comforts but the biggest thought on her mind, was the people that made up her life. All of Cornelia's court made up her "family" as it were and being separated from them, was a loss she wasn't used to. "My life in Cornelia was very good. In some ways identical to my life now, as I'm used to having children rely on me while I play songs for them. That at least, was a natural transition. When you're taught what it means to be responsible for the livelihood of others, they become your family. Thus, I miss them deeply."

"The Pale Coast, that's quite a name, it invokes imagery when spoken." to which, Sarah was already imagining it. "I'd be delighted to join you. Given your preparation, I suspect fishing is more your element~?" after all, he did seem a bit out of water. Yet his manners and efficacy were top notch, leaving her to guess more about him.

The explanation of Kingsglaive confirmed Sarah's suspicions, leaving her to with a satisfied smile. "Yes, Cornelia has knights with a regiment that would fit your position. I can see why Claire decided to pair us together now, ah that girl..." she placed a hand to her cup her cheek, a faint blush coming forth as her expression softened.

As their conversation continued, she notes the sparks with mild awe. "I quite like the freedom, even if I haven't lost that air about me yet. I suppose one can't change over night." though she'd at least like to subdue it enough to prevent the wrong impression by this world's ruling class. As well as those who reported to them. Such attention would bring unwanted circumstances, especially to her current caretakers.

"Seems we have something in common then. I too have a younger sister. For some reason, I'm left with a deep impression that she's alright. Though I can't put my finger on why." Serah admits as they journey onwards. "Is Emily here in Zephon with you?" given some of Claire's family was with her, it wouldn't surprise her in the least.

Sands as white as snow left the pale coast an apt name. Fitting her mental imagery and leaving her with anticipation for such a sight. One could only wonder what sort of fish swam near such shores. Would they be colourful or perhaps mimic a winter cadence? Questions, questions, questions!

His reply to one such, left him open to an immediate follow up by the Princess: "Animal Companion, as in a familiar or a 'mount', for lack of better term? No offence to your companion, of course." the concept of fishing for two, essentially was intriguing. There was a wholistic vibe about Caius she was forming. A rugged adventurer, living off the land, doing good wherever he went. The more she imagined it, the more Caius reminded her...of him. On the other hand, she was left with a foreboding impression at the back of her mind. That Garland, was not like Caius, even though her memories said one thing. She could see glimpses of another, a different Garland and that gave her pause.

Not wanting it to ruin the optimism of a romantic, she dismissed her recollections and tried to focus on the present. A good thing as she noted Caius frown regarding Emily. She shifted a bit so as to be attentive, ready to embrace the story that would accompany such expression. Her lips pursed thin before she gave a curt bow of her head as he opened the door for her. She'd enter first, moving to the side once she was inside to allow Caius to come through. Briefly, she looked around, to take in the atmosphere and to think upon what she was told.

Fishing was a solitary experience for most. Sure, it could be done with others but the peacefulness that it invoked, was uniquely personal. In that way, given he'd been alone since thirteen, it fit like a puzzle piece. "Thirteen is a rather dreadful number, when not associated with baking." she admits solemnly.

Briefly, Sarah wondered if Claire reminded Caius of Emily but she had enough sense to not ask. Speculating about one's circumstances, motivations and so forth, was part of her training. Ruling required such perception, a type of analysis of the people that modern day folk would ascribe to psychology.

"My condolences." Sarah adds, before changing the subject to something more amusing. "So then, how has your life changed after meeting Claire? In my experience, she is...a force, in a small package no less. Astounding doesn't do it justice..." Although she didn't want to take away from the immense kindness she possessed.

At first, Sarah tilted her head. Familiar and Mount were pretty ordinary terms. When Caius elaborated, choosing to define and expand the term companion, Sarah slowly understood. Calling Vordun a mount, even if she wasn't trying to demean them, didn't do their relationship justice. It implied a lack of sentience and more importantly, sapience in their relationship. She was used to people having a good bond with their horse, a traditional mount but horses weren't as clever or emotionally intelligent. Companion then, gave a stance of equality, a partnership, in which she grasped. Leaving Sarah to nod in understanding, followed by a look of intrigue regarding Torensten's biome.

In spite of her expertise, it was relieving to see Caius smiling again after her quick thinking to change the subject. Letting Caius take the lead both in getting a table and then in speaking about their new topic of discussion, allowed her to expand on what she'd learned of Caius. The unexpected twist, that he'd so little experience dating wise and if she read into it more? Not very pleasant ones, surprised her to no end! Her expression shifted a few times, from astonished to...resisting pity, then to understanding. Said understanding was more to do with Claire's intentions.

"To answer your question, by chance. I had been taken in by the couple who run the orphanage, Claire happens to frequent said orphanage to help out. She also goes to the University with one of the children, a former resident." her statement made Sarah think about how the world could be "small" like that.

"Honestly, Claire's ability to adapt and thrive here, is astounding. I can't help but feel like she belongs in Zephon. As someone old enough to be here senior, it's a bit embarrassing. Perhaps, that's due in no small part to my upbringing. So, as to how she affects my life, I can attest to feeling grounded too. Along with another word I'd like to offer, hope." Sarah had thought about this for quite awhile through her encounters. Without the kindness of strangers, she'd be lost and likely to end up far worse off. An orphanage itself wasn't likely a setting one would think for a Princess to be. Nor for them to find their way in such, not without hope.

Sarah was filled with the hope that she could help people in this world, to treat them and love them as she did those of Cornelia. When she thought of it that way, she could accept her fate and make something of it, instead of wallow in despair. It also gave her the courage to try and piece together the strange influx of memories that was bothering her night after night.

"Oh, if it helps, I've never been on a date either. Fortunately, I'm having a lot of fun, I'd be amicable to doing this more often."