There's a certain persona which Claude unconsciously slipped into whenever he was in the presence of other Old Families of Gratia Clan.
The fear of judgment and the conditioned want to gain everyone's approval had mixed and solidified into a metaphorical coating that weighed him down so much he constantly had to readjust his posture. It gave Claude no time to relax or enjoy the beauty of a cloudy day from their home's patio.
He's hyperaware of all conversations happening around him. It's a bit unsettling how easily Claude's able to tell when someone so much as looked in his direction.
It didn't help that he chose to wear dark denim jeans when everyone else had decided to show up in smart-casual attire. It wasn't a big deal, nobody even noticed. Though Claude's brain wasn't letting go of
