[ To her credit, the impression does manage to get an amused snort out of him. That does sound like him, in any version of their home, differing paths be damned.
But it's short-lived amusement, and a moment later he lapses into grimly frowning down at his boots again. ]
And what is the truth, Prof— [ He trips over the title for half of a second, and then thinks better of it. She's not his professor. ] —Byleth? That the Archbishop is Saint Seiros herself? Surely there's more to it than that.
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But it's short-lived amusement, and a moment later he lapses into grimly frowning down at his boots again. ]
And what is the truth, Prof— [ He trips over the title for half of a second, and then thinks better of it. She's not his professor. ] —Byleth? That the Archbishop is Saint Seiros herself? Surely there's more to it than that.