[ from here! a few months later, after defeating miklan ]
hey. professor. sorry. it's late. just couldn't sleep. i was thinking about when we were talking that one time. about being a spoiled noble and the monsters hiding in the blue lions house. so. now you know what i was talking about, at least. you met him.
[ It's been a few months, and the new professor has softened considerably. Not so much yet that anyone has managed to make him smile or laugh — indeed, he's still as stoic as ever. But it's been long enough that most of the class has seen him do things like gently cup his hands around a grasshopper bumping against the glass in the greenhouse to let it free outside, or stop to pet the cats before class, and everyone sort of agrees now that there is nothing very scary about the Ashen Demon at all.
(Dimitri might actually have the beginning signs of a crush. Not that any of the other Blue Lions have noticed. Dedue might know, but as with all things concerning His Highness, the young man from Duscur keeps completely silent. But maybe Sylvain has taken note of the sort of bright and bushy-tailed way that Dimitri always straightens whenever Byleth enters a room. The slight color to his cheeks when he receives praise.)
Regardless. They have just confronted Miklan, and Byleth knows a little more about why Sylvain acted the way that he did.
He still doesn't see any monsters. Just broken men. Even the beast that Miklan became — only a broken man in the end. ]
which part? the part about the good old noblemen of faerghus?
[ that faerghus - including sylvain's father - was not kind to her nobles. so why should the nobles be kind to their children? sylvain was spoiled, though, when he compared himself to his brother. he was still the gautier heir, after all. he was still part of the family. that, already, was more than miklan ever got. didn't that make him spoiled? ]
yeah, i should've seen that coming. it didn't start like that i think i liked the attention, but then...people wanted more than that so i gave that to them too
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hey. professor.
sorry. it's late. just couldn't sleep.
i was thinking about when we were talking that one time.
about being a spoiled noble and the monsters hiding in the blue lions house.
so. now you know what i was talking about, at least. you met him.
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(Dimitri might actually have the beginning signs of a crush. Not that any of the other Blue Lions have noticed. Dedue might know, but as with all things concerning His Highness, the young man from Duscur keeps completely silent. But maybe Sylvain has taken note of the sort of bright and bushy-tailed way that Dimitri always straightens whenever Byleth enters a room. The slight color to his cheeks when he receives praise.)
Regardless. They have just confronted Miklan, and Byleth knows a little more about why Sylvain acted the way that he did.
He still doesn't see any monsters. Just broken men. Even the beast that Miklan became — only a broken man in the end. ]
Yes. I remember.
I still stand by what I said.
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the part about the good old noblemen of faerghus?
[ that faerghus - including sylvain's father - was not kind to her nobles. so why should the nobles be kind to their children? sylvain was spoiled, though, when he compared himself to his brother. he was still the gautier heir, after all. he was still part of the family. that, already, was more than miklan ever got. didn't that make him spoiled? ]
or the part about hurting myself
[ both? both. ]
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[ no surprises there. ]
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it didn't start like that
i think i liked the attention, but then...people wanted more than that so
i gave that to them too
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no.
i hoped they would like me for me, but i couldn't tell who was genuine and who wasn't
so i just assumed none of them were
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