[ His eyes inadvertently drift to the Sword of the Creator. Such a powerful relic, but ultimately, it is only a weapon. In Ferdinand's eyes, the true power has always been the person wielding it.

But then, his eyes spot the streaks of green blood. That is the blood that was spilled by the Immaculate One in Fhirdiad, which means that his professor, thankfully, must remember the same things that he does. That comes as a great relief to him, so much so that he can scarcely hide it on his face.

But then, Byleth asks him an important question. It's one that distracts him from his worried thoughts, allowing his uneasy expression to harden into a determined but optimistic one. ]

The war against the Kingdom and the Church of Seiros is over, is it not? The people of Fódlan will need guidance, sustenance, and protection as we rebuild. Even if Edelgard is doing away with the nobility, I have a responsibility to the people of my family's territories. I will help them rebuild, and hopefully, they will be able to share their prosperity with those who are less fortunate.

[ He flicks his wrist toward her, placing his other hand on his waist. ]

But I am rather interested in seeing what you will do yourself, my teacher. Edelgard has come to rely on you, just as we all have. Do you see yourself continuing to guide her? Or is there some other dream you have that you may now pursue? I do not believe that any of us would fault you for seeking your own happiness.