[Hilda beams and leans in to affectionately bump shoulders with Ori at the news that this plan has been a success.]

Really? That's great! Everyone just couldn't resist the call of sharing s'mores with a cute girl like you~.

[Platonic flirting is part of being friends with Hilda. Hope that's cool, Ori.]

My house leader is named Claude von Riegan, and honestly? He's one of the least genuine people I've ever met. Definitely the kind of guy who's really nice on the surface, but is always thinking and evaluating and sizing you up. [She says this entirely without judgement. It's just who he is, and game respects game in that regard.] But he's one of my best friends, and he's very big on social gatherings and letting a bit loose and all that, much more than your average Fódlan noble.

[Because he's from Almyra, where feasts and large-scale celebrations with looser social restrictions are the norm. But Hilda doesn't know that. Given her unfavorable attitude toward Fódlan's eastern neighbor, that's for the best for now.]

I can imagine him being all "Hey, we should get to know each other better and have a s'mores party."