Lorenz knew whom Byleth was referring to in that instant, even though the nickname was unfamiliar to him. It was so simple, so tender and soft that he didn't dare let it fall from his lips. He held his breath, somewhat taken aback by the subtle show of affection.
The truth was plain to him. In more ways than one, this was not nearly the Byleth he knew.]
What you say is correct. It is hard to believe, but that doesn't make it less real.
[He breathed, wondering where to continue.]
You've already met Lady Edelgard. That's good; she's likely brought you up on affairs. We arrived on the same night, but...
We are not from the same time.
[He paused, suddenly aware of how difficult the task before him was.]
From what we've gathered, Fodlan is somewhat unusual here because it's history diverges onto multiple paths from what I theorize is a single point:
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Lorenz knew whom Byleth was referring to in that instant, even though the nickname was unfamiliar to him. It was so simple, so tender and soft that he didn't dare let it fall from his lips. He held his breath, somewhat taken aback by the subtle show of affection.
The truth was plain to him. In more ways than one, this was not nearly the Byleth he knew.]
What you say is correct. It is hard to believe, but that doesn't make it less real.
[He breathed, wondering where to continue.]
You've already met Lady Edelgard. That's good; she's likely brought you up on affairs. We arrived on the same night, but...
We are not from the same time.
[He paused, suddenly aware of how difficult the task before him was.]
From what we've gathered, Fodlan is somewhat unusual here because it's history diverges onto multiple paths from what I theorize is a single point:
Yourself.