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With Manuela Edit

C Support Edit

  • Manuela: I... Who... Oh, settle down and stop with the knocking. I'll be there in two shakes.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You were sleeping.
    • Choice 2: I'd like a word.
  • Manuela: Oh dear... Professor? Is that you? I... Just a moment. What should I do? I can't open the door in this state… Manuela, you simply must quit...oversleeping. Hold on. Where are my clothes? I can't even find my— Where in blazes is my underwear?! Oh, I— What is my dressing robe belt caught on? I can't tie this properly! It's not even covering— Oh, Manuela... This will have to do...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you OK?
    • Choice 2: I can hear you.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: I-I'm fine. Just... Just hold on a moment.
    • Choice 2 response: Ugh... I would hope, Professor, that you have the decorum to pretend you've heard nothing. Anyway, I'll be just another moment. Patience, please.
  • Manuela: Ahh, hello. Sorry to have kept you waiting. So... What do you want?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That took a while.
    • Choice 2: What were you doing?
  • Manuela: Excuse me? You had a reason for coming here, I assume. I've put a lot of time and effort into making it possible to talk with you, you know...
  • Byleth: Sorry.
  • Manuela: No, you've done nothing wrong. Let's just say I'm not having a good day. Actually, I didn't have a good night... Never mind! What did you want, anyway?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: About last night...
    • Choice 2: I have a message from a knight...
  • Manuela: You heard from him? The fella from last night?! Huh. What did he have to say?
  • Byleth: He said, "We will never go out together again."
  • Manuela: Yeah... Figures. Kind of saw it coming, actually. That's why I came back to my room and went to bed. To get over it. Thank you...for checking in on me. Was that all you wanted? Well then, good night.
  • Byleth: Sleep well.

B Support Edit

  • Manuela: Professor! A pleasure to see you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why are you here?
    • Choice 2: Are you praying?
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: I was here for confessional... Confessing my foolishness.
    • Choice 2 response: I've never been very good at praying. I was here to confess my foolishness.
  • Manuela: While I'm at it, may I confess something to you too?
  • Byleth: No need to ask. Go ahead.
  • Manuela: I realize what a burden I've been. On you, I mean. After every break-up, I neglect my work. And I know how that affects you. I'm completely worthless as a woman. Can you imagine how that feels? I'm going to be single for the rest of my life. I just know it. You think so too, don't you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes.
    • Choice 2: No.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: I'd rather you disagree, even if you don't mean it. Lie to a woman when she's down and out, yeah?
    • Choice 2 response: Really? So, if I couldn't find anybody else, you'd marry me? Oh, don't worry. I can tell by the look on your face you didn't mean it.
  • Manuela: What's wrong with me? It's not my looks. I'm still gorgeous. Or am I? Be honest. Do I look old? No... Not possible. I'm the songstress who swept the Empire off its feet... Men professed their love for me hourly! It can't be my looks.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You look just fine.
    • Choice 2: You're attractive.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: You're right! Although, "just fine" is a bit... Well, it's better to be attractive than "just fine."
    • Choice 2 response: I knew I was right! I'd be in real trouble if I weren't this beautiful.
  • Manuela: Oh no. If the problem isn't my looks—and they are not the problem—then it must be...what? My personality?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I...
    • Choice 2: Your personality is fine.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: I know you're trying to find a way to say it gently. But you think there's a problem, don't you?
    • Choice 2 response: A girl can tell a lie when she hears one. You think there's a problem, don't you?
  • Manuela: I suppose I can be a bit...unkempt. I do have a short temper, and I may be a little lazy... Sometimes. But I've always heard fellas, you know, like a woman with a few flaws. Seems to me, there are plenty of flawed girls who have landed themselves a good man. So maybe...my trouble is I'm not imperfect enough. Do you think I could use a few more flaws?
  • Byleth: No.
  • Manuela: Are you saying I'm perfect as I am? Come now. You'll make me blush...

A Support Edit

  • Manuela: ...So I said, "Two can play at that game!" I told him, "A smalltime, little weasel like you oughta be begging me for attention!" Oh, it gets me so mad. So worked up! Why aren't there any men around here who understand what a catch I am? Come to think of it... You've always been nice to me. I mean, you listen to all my problems... I feel like I can really trust you. I don't have that kind of thing with a lot of people.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're a close friend.
    • Choice 2: I'm sorry I can't help...
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: Right, I got it. I knew you'd say we were just friends.
    • Choice 2 response: Just... Let's stop there, OK? You don't need to say anything else.
  • Manuela: I'd like to maybe talk about this once the war is over. Once we're all safe. All right, enough of this moping around! What we need is a change of mood! We've still got a lot to do together. When I think about that, what are one or two men?
  • Manuela: …
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What's wrong?
    • Choice 2: Calm down.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1: n/a
    • Choice 2: I can't stay calm when I'm like this!
  • Manuela: What's wrong is—it's not just one or two men. It's more like one hundred men! Maybe even two hundred! More! I'm... I'm completely... Ugh! I can't get out of this mood! Actually, I've got an idea. Exercise will help! I'm going to the training ground. Come on and give me a hand! Gonna work my anger out on one hundred training dummies. Maybe two hundred if we got 'em.

S Support Edit

  • Manuela: Oh... Are you sure you should be here? There must be tons of young girls falling over themselves just to get near a hero like you. Or are you not interested in such attention?
  • Byleth: Not really.
  • Manuela: What?! Not looking for romance, then? So, that's why you never gave in, no matter how many times I tried... Listen. I get it. No need to explain anything. It's better this way. It means I wasn't the problem.
  • Byleth: You're wrong.
  • Manuela: Wait. Am I the problem? I suppose if I had some charm, maybe you would have fallen for me. Oh... Why does this always happen to me?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I want to get married.
    • Choice 2: I'm in love.
  • Manuela:
    • Choice 1 response: I'm not surprised. You can probably have your pick...
    • Choice 2 response: I don't doubt it. So, who's the lucky gal? You probably have your pick...

(Byleth offers Manuela his mother’s ring)

  • Byleth: I adore you, Manuela. Will you marry me?
  • Manuela: W-what…
  • Manuela: …
  • Manuela: Have you gotten me confused with someone else?
  • Byleth: Of course not.
  • Manuela: Look, you don't need to take pity on me, OK? Or... That's not it, is it? I can see it in your eyes. Nobody's looked at me that way in a long, long time. I sound like a school girl, but this is the moment I've always dreamed of. So, of course, I'm going to mess it up by not knowing how to answer.
  • Byleth: Will you have your answer soon?
  • Manuela: Just... give me a minute to compose myself. OK... come on, Manuela... Oooh... That's better. So, my answer... Yes! Yes, I would love to marry you! I'm a complete mess, and I'll be a massive pain to you from now on... But in exchange for the trouble, I promise to give you all of my love. So don't let me down, you hear?
  • Manuela: You know... until this moment, I didn't realize how much my heart longed to call you my own. I want to love you, and to be loved by you. I want... to share my life with you. And you really like that idea? Oh! Oh goodness! I just giggled. Maybe I'm not as old as I tell myself... Or maybe you just make me feel good about myself, my darling.

With Hanneman Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hanneman: Ah, Professor! Always a pleasure to see you. I wonder, might you have a moment to chat?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why?
    • Choice 2: What do you want?
  • Hanneman: Come now. You have no need to be on guard. I'd never cause you harm. You're far too valuable a specim— Well, that is to say, too valuable a member of the academy staff. Indeed, the further my Crest research progresses, the closer you come to learning the truth of your heritage. Is it not so? When I learned you bore the lost Crest—the very Crest of Flames itself!—I set about learning everything I could about your past. What was the origin of your bloodline? How have the events of your life been shaped by your lineage? I became somewhat obsessed, I must admit.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You investigated me?
    • Choice 2: My past is my business.
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: Nothing so crass as an investigation, no. I researched. I spoke to mercenaries whom you've worked with in the past to learn about your life before the academy.
    • Choice 2 response: I promised you no harm, remember? I merely reached out to mercenaries whom you've worked with to understand your life before the academy.
  • Hanneman: Of course, I also contacted Jeralt and his mercenary friends. Your father does keep rather interesting company. I'm excited to share with you what I learned, but I do ask that you correct me if I am mistaken on any account. The story begins with Jeralt serving as captain of the Knights of Seiros... There was a woman at the monastery with whom Jeralt was quite close. At first, it seemed obvious this mystery woman was your mother. Alas, that cannot be the case. The timing is all wrong. As it was told to me, the woman in question passed away shortly before Jeralt left the monastery... Yet your birth occurred sometime later, while Jeralt taking work as a mercenary. This, of course, presumes your age is accurately reported. If you were born sooner, well, the story would be quite different, would it not?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't know.
    • Choice 2: My father was always one for secrets.
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: It is intriguing though, yes? Why is your age so difficult to pin down?
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, I am aware. You two were certainly enigmatic as far as mercenaries go.
  • Hanneman: For example, Jeralt never once spoke of his time serving as captain of the knights. That's quite a secret to keep for all those years. In the end, your old acquaintances had little definitive to say about either of you. However, they all agreed on one thing—your father, and yourself, were a strong pair. Warriors to be respected and feared. You, in particular. In fact, many came to know you as the Ashen Demon. They say you would destroy your enemies without a hint of emotion on your face. The mercenaries I spoke to revered you as a living legend of sorts.
  • Byleth: …
  • Hanneman: So, that is what I learned. And, I admit, it is barely more than I knew before. The next step in my research is to ask your blood for answers, and hope that it is more forthcoming than your past acquaintances.

B Support Edit

  • Hanneman: How are you doing, Professor? Would you care to join me for a cup of tea?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: OK.
    • Choice 2: Sure.
  • Hanneman: It occurs to me that, whenever we chat, I have a tendency to pester you with my questions and theories about your history... It seems only fair to speak on the topic of myself for once. And perhaps you might feel more positive inclined toward my research, if I shared my own story.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: So, you just want me to help with your research.
    • Choice 2: You have my attention.
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: Not at all. I am quite honest in my motivations.
    • Choice 2 response: I am quite pleased to hear you're interested. Yes, quite pleased.
  • Hanneman: Well... I suppose I should begin at the beginning, eh? I was born into a noble house of the Empire. Not a large house, mind you. But noble all the same. Our land holdings were small, but our bloodline was quite strong. So, you can imagine, there were many of us in the family who carried the power of Crests. I, myself, bear a minor Crest. Our family's abundance of Crests may be part of the reason I've been interested in the topic since I was just a boy. I dedicated myself to my studies, and after years of effort, I became lead Crest scholar at the Empire's largest research institution.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why come to Garreg Mach?
    • Choice 2: You gave that up? To come here?
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: I had only Imperial blood, and thus Imperial Crests, at my disposal in the Empire.
    • Choice 2 response: My research is more important than social standing in the Empire. There I had only Imperial blood, and thus Imperial Crests, at hand.
  • Hanneman: So I came to Garreg Mach and devoted myself to my research during my time as a professor. My progress is slow, but with each revelation, I move ever closer to the answers I have sought for decades. Your cooperation as the bearer of the Crest of Flames ensures my research will continue to advance. In fact, it may bring me ever closer to the goal of uncovering everything there is to know about Crests. I do hope you shall continue helping me advance in this field of study.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: OK.
    • Choice 2: If you insist...
  • Hanneman: Together, we will solve the mystery of your Crest of Flames, and our world will be the better for it. Shall we proceed? My lab instruments are fully prepared. I have a great number of tests I am excited to carry out... No, no, don't worry. They won't hurt a bit.

A Support Edit

  • Hanneman: Which means that there are some elements of your power that cannot be explained by current theory. Although this may lead to a discovery that alters the very fabric of Crest research... Oh, pardon me, Professor. I became lost in thought and I do tend to ramble. I suggest we call it a day. Do you concur?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm fine to keep talking.
    • Choice 2: I'm getting tired.
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: No, no, you mustn't push yourself too hard. When you're not in battle, you are so often here with me. I get so energized speaking with you, well, I must remember to pull my heard out of the clouds…
    • Choice 2 response: It seems that I have gotten carried away again. My apologies. I know that you are quite busy. I become so energized around you. When we get deep into the research, why, I feel 20 years younger!
  • Hanneman: That said, perhaps we should discuss things unrelated to Crests from time to time. Some sort of silly, light-hearted topic might be nice, eh?
  • Byleth: Do you have one in mind?
  • Hanneman: I'm not especially skilled at small talk, alas. Let me see... Perhaps we should discuss... Hmm... I know! Food! Not my strong suit, the culinary arts, but I do enjoy a good meal! Which kind of food do you prefer, Professor? Sweet or spicy?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sweet.
    • Choice 2: Spicy.
  • Hanneman:
    • Choice 1 response: Same as myself! Yes, indeed... Oh, now my stomach is growling.
    • Choice 2 response: Spicy? Quite the opposite of me. Yet you're an exception in lots of ways, so it's not altogether surprising...
  • Hanneman: An old colleague of mine theorized that those who bear Crests favor sweet flavors over spicy. She suggested that the Crest exerts some manner of influence over... Oh, there I go again. How embarrassing. We were supposed to be avoiding talk of Crests, weren't we? Terrible habit of mine, finding a way to turn any conversation towards Crests. I really should find a way to stop that.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's OK.
    • Choice 2: We can talk more about Crests.
  • Hanneman: That is kind of you, Professor, but it's all right. If you were to lose your patience with me, it could have an incalculable impact on my research. That sort of thing has happened in the past, you know. Back when I was still in the Empire... At first, any lady I was spending time with would titter and say she didn't mind if I talked about Crests. But, at some point, she would always become fed up and stop listening to what I had to say. In the end — invariably while I was particularly focused on my research — she would write to say we were done. You may be a man, but I still don't wish for you to grow tired of my company.

With Catherine Edit

C Support Edit

  • Catherine: Hm. I wonder why.
  • Byleth: Sorry?
  • Catherine: Why does Lady Rhea give you special treatment? You're not particularly strong or good-looking. You seem exceedingly unremarkable. Not that I doubt you were a skilled mercenary. Shamir came from the same background. But she doesn't get nearly as much of Lady Rhea's attention. Besides, it'd be one thing if you got brought on as a knight. But a professorship? Unprecedented.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It is?
    • Choice 2: Sorry.
  • Catherine:
    • Choice 1 response: I just don't get it. I'm flummoxed as to why she holds you in such high esteem.
    • Choice 2 response: I'm not blaming you. I'm just perplexed.
  • Catherine: Maybe it's because you're related to Jeralt. He was the leader of the Knights of Seiros, and probably the finest mercenary in all Fódlan. By the time I joined, he was gone, so I don't know him too well. But he's strong, right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not as strong as people say.
    • Choice 2: I don't know what you're talking about.
  • Catherine: Oh, come on! There can't be a soul in Fódlan who hasn't heard tales of the Blade Breaker! Maybe that's it. Jeralt used his influence to help you. But Lady Rhea wouldn't give you favorable treatment because of that. No, definitely not... There must be something more to you. OK, that settles it. I'm going to watch from afar, figure out what Lady Rhea could possibly see in you. Whatever it is, maybe I can copy it, so that she'll take a shine to me as well. And if I discover that your intentions are malicious, I'll cut you down. With relish.
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Catherine: I was trying to catch you off-guard, but you managed to block it! Not too shabby, Professor!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That was dangerous.
    • Choice 2: That wasn't funny.
  • Catherine: Oh, come on. Look at the blade I threw. It's just a wooden training sword. At worst, you could have gotten a bruise, or perhaps a splinter. Let's agree it was funny and move on.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It would have hurt enough.
    • Choice 2: I could have died.
  • Catherine:
    • Choice 1 response: Aw, poor thing! Aren't you used to getting hurt? You've been in your fair share of battles.
    • Choice 2 response: How? By choking on it? Don't be so dramatic.
  • Catherine: Besides, I knew you'd dodge in time. I told you before that I was going to observe you. Since then, I've been watching you. I know what you're capable of.
  • Byleth: Uh...
  • Catherine: I took steps to make myself invisible, so I could observe you without being detected. I hardly let you out of my sight. After extensive research, I've concluded that you really are first-rate. Your sword skills are impeccable; you're a gifted educator. You clearly love working with the students. Someone with all of your exceptional qualities should not exist. But here you are! At first, I thought Jeralt was the reason for Lady Rhea's interest in you. But no. Lady Rhea knew exactly what she was doing when she singled you out. Unfortunately, I can't hope to emulate you, let alone wield the Sword of the Creator. So my plan of imitating you for Lady Rhea's attention has come to nothing.
  • Byleth: So, you're going to stop watching me?
  • Catherine: I didn't say that. When we rescue Lady Rhea, I'll provide her a full report of your activities. Hopefully then I'll be in her good graces. Oh, and don't think you can avoid being watched. I won't let you out of my sight!
  • Byleth: …

A Support Edit

  • Catherine: Hiiiiyah! I will not yield! Yah! It's been a while since I had such a close call. If not for you, Professor, I wouldn't have made it. I didn't expect to be ambushed on a simple scouting mission...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you hurt?
    • Choice 2: Did you complete the mission?
  • Catherine:
    • Choice 1 response: You should be asking about the mission, not about me.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes. My objective was to gauge the enemy's strength. I'd say I was successful, hah!
  • Catherine: I have to ask, Professor... What brought you here?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I had a premonition.
    • Choice 2: I was worried about you.
  • Catherine: Hm. So you came to protect me. I'm beginning to understand why your allies love you. These are selfish times. One doesn't expect to encounter selflessness. You're kind. In that respect, I'd say you're much like Lady Rhea.
  • Byleth: You think Lady Rhea is kind?
  • Catherine:Of course. It's thanks to her kindness that I'm here today. I was an outlaw in Faerghus. She took me in and let me live here.
  • Byleth: You were an outlaw?
  • Catherine: Didn't I tell you? I was born into House Charon, in Faerghus. They used to call me Thunderstrike Cassandra. I was implicated in a plot to kill the king. It was a totally false accusation, of course. I had to flee the Kingdom, and the archbishop took me in.
  • Byleth: Why did you come to the monastery?
  • Catherine: I used to be a student at the academy, so I knew I'd be safe here. Lady Rhea saved me once when I was a student, you know. I don't really remember what happened... I was badly injured and near death. Lady Rhea took care of me. She didn't mind getting dirty. She took my muddied, bloodied body into her arms... Since then, Lady Rhea has been my inspiration. I will always serve her, protect her... Love her. For some reason, when I think about Lady Rhea, your face comes to mind. You've become an important presence in my life.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm glad.
    • Choice 2: I'm honored.
  • Catherine: I wasn't expecting you to have a positive response. I'm not thrilled about it, personally... I am still going to keep my eye on you. Not so I can report to Lady Rhea though. Just because I want to.

S Support Edit

  • Catherine: Sorry to bother you, Professor. I know you're busy.
    • (Verdant Wind/Silver Snow): You're going to be the new ruler of Fódlan, after all.
    • (Azure Moon): You're going to be the new archbishop after all.
  • Catherine: I'd just like a word. As you might imagine, I've been contemplating my future.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're leaving the knights?
    • Choice 2: You're leaving the monastery?
  • Catherine: That's what I'm trying to figure out. I've always seen myself as a servant of Lady Rhea, not of the church. Now that she's gone, I'm lost. I don't know what to do. I suppose I could go back to Faerghus and take up the Charon name again... But that's not what I want. I'd rather not be tied down by my family name.
  • Byleth: Then carry on as a knight.
  • Catherine: It wouldn't feel right, falling back on knighthood simply because it's what I know. It would be different if I had a reason to continue being a knight...
  • Byleth: Such as?
  • Catherine: Well... If you told me you wanted me to remain a knight, that would be a good enough reason. Or if you said you wanted me to stay by your side forever. Or... if you said you wanted to get married. For example.
  • Byleth: Then marry me.
  • Catherine: Wait... Are you being serious?

(Byleth offers his mother's ring)

  • Catherine: You are!

(Byleth nods)

  • Catherine: But I'm Thunder Catherine, whose very name frightens little children. Who knows what I might do to you! I'm no good at cooking or sewing or anything even remotely domestic. Why me?
  • Byleth: Because I love you.
  • Catherine: You love me... I... I'm glad. As for me, I love you too. Deeply. I never expected things to turn out this way... But now that they have, I'm certain I wish to remain a knight... and stay by your side. Will you accept?

(Byleth nods)

  • Catherine: Good! After all, swinging a sword has been the only life I've known. But from now on, the power of Thunderbrand is ours, not just mine. For now and forever, you can't escape me. I hope you're ready!

With Alois Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Hello, Professor! You're really on the move today. A lot to get done, I take it? I'm happy to help. Tell me, is there anything I can do to lighten your load a bit?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Nothing comes to mind.
    • Choice 2: I appreciate the offer, but...
  • Alois: Oh, surely there must be something! Don't be shy about asking for help. We're practically siblings, after all. Cut from the same cloth. I was raised by Jeralt, just as you were. So we should have no trouble getting along.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You were raised by Jeralt?
    • Choice 2: You think we're like siblings?
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Huh? Did I not mention that? How thoughtless! What an embarrassing gaffe.
    • Choice 2 response: Well, I'll confess, there is a considerable age gap between us!
  • Alois: My parents died when I was small, and I came to live in the monastery. It was an aimless existence. But sometimes, a knight would pass by, wearing magnificent armor. That knight was Jeralt. And the first time he laid eyes on me, he made me his squire! What was he thinking, eh?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's crazy.
    • Choice 2: Sounds like Jeralt.
  • Alois: No kidding! I don't think I'll ever fully understand his logic. Later, I heard that the squire preceding me had died of a terrible plague. I looked a bit like him, and was about the same age, so Jeralt thought me a suitable replacement. A little nutty, old Jeralt, there's no doubt about that. Quite a character. All that was more than 30 years ago. How time flies.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: 30 years?
    • Choice 2: Do you know his age?
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: That's right. I wasn't even 15 years old.
    • Choice 2 response: Actually, I'm not entirely sure. You never asked him?
  • Alois: Well, Jeralt hardly seems to have aged since then. In fact, over drinks he once told me... Ah, perhaps that's a story for another day. At any rate, that's Jeralt for you. One of a kind. I don't think there's anyone else quite like him.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yeah, probably not.
    • Choice 2: If you say so...
  • Alois: Right. Well, now you've heard my whole story. I hope that you understand now why I feel such a strong sense of attachment to you. If you're ever in a bind, just give me a holler. I'll help however I can.
  • Byleth: Thanks for offering, but I can handle myself.
  • Alois: Indeed, indeed. Well, I'll let you get back to it. But truly, if I can take anything off your plate, don't hesitate to let me know.

B Support Edit

  • Alois: Hello, Professor. What brings you here? Fancy a bit of fishing?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes.
    • Choice 2: No. I saw you here and...
  • Alois: Are you looking for help with something? Ah, no. Your eyes tell a different story.
  • Alois: You know, I can hardly go fishing without thinking of ol' Jeralt. He and I would just sit here, casting our lines again and again. I'm no better at it now than I was then! Not a single nibble.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Maybe if you were quieter…
    • Choice 2: You're not cut out for it.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah, just like your father. You know all the tricks of the fisherman's trade.
    • Choice 2 response: Ah, just like your father! He used to tell me exactly the same thing.
  • Alois: I was hopeless at it, but he was a master. In the time it took me to catch one fish, he could fill his basket to the brim. You know, talking to you, I'm feeling very nostalgic. Why don't you join me? We can trade some stories about the old man.
  • Alois: We spoke before about how Jeralt never seemed to age, right? Once, when he was drunk, he let the secret slip. He said he'd had an infusion of Crest-bearing blood, and it had greatly extended his life.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Crests can make people live longer?
    • Choice 2: You're kidding, right?
  • Alois: Well, we'd both been drinking. I figured he was joking, so I just laughed it off. Then I asked him his age. He said he'd stopped counting after he hit one hundred. And he was telling the truth! In those 20 years he was away, he didn't age a bit. An incredible person, to be sure. And I probably don't know the half of it. Actually, I'd... I'd like to ask you something about Jeralt, if you don't mind. When Jeralt was away from the monastery, what was he like?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: He liked to fish.
    • Choice 2: He did nothing but drink.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: In other words, he was exactly the same! When he was with the knights, he always found time to go fishing. He was hooked on it, you might say! He'd say there was no greater pleasure in life than sinking his teeth into a fish he'd caught, and washing it down with a drink.
    • Choice 2 response: In other words, he was exactly the same! When I was his squire, he was always hollering for a drink. He just wouldn't put a cork in it! But on the battlefield he was unequaled. That's why people used to call him the Blade Breaker.
  • Alois: I have to say, right now, fishing with you, it really takes me back. This feels just like the good ol' days, when Jeralt was sitting alongside me...

A Support Edit

  • Alois: …
  • Alois: Ah, there you are. Hello.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You don't look as cheery as usual.
    • Choice 2: You look gloomy.
  • Alois: Oh, yes. Apologies. I'm struggling with some unpleasant thoughts. Since the war began, I've ended so many lives. You and your students got your hands dirty as well. Nobody forced you all to join the fight, of course. You did so of your own volition. Still. There must be something very wrong with the world, for it to make children into killers.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not a child.
    • Choice 2: I know what you mean.
  • Alois: That's true enough. We've all gotten older. Ah, listen to me! I'm sorry for being so glum.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're more handsome when you smile.
    • Choice 2: You're handsome when you brood.
  • Alois: Well said! In truth, I don't think my expression will improve my looks. I'm a brute, no matter what face I pull! Ah, you really are just like Jeralt. When I was down in the dumps, he'd cheer me up with a playful quip. He gave me his library of jokes. But when I tell one of them, nobody laughs at the punchline. They laugh at me! You, on the other hand. You inherited the old man's comic talents. I'm feeling pretty perky now, all thanks to you. I can't stop this war by feeling gloomy about it. Onward! To a brighter future.
  • Byleth: Hear, hear!
  • Alois: To tell you the truth, that was another line I picked up from Jeralt. He taught me everything about life. He was more important to me than anyone in the world. Apart from you, perhaps.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Because Jeralt was my father?
    • Choice 2: You're making me blush.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Sure, there's that, but not only that.
    • Choice 2 response: Come on, no need to blush! It's the truth.
  • Alois: When I look at you or see you fighting in battle, it's like I'm seeing a sibling. But at the same time... it's like seeing something sacred and powerful. Something I must defend. You're so important to the future of Fódlan... And to me. I promise to continue protecting you, with the strength of a knight and the love of a big brother.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're more like a dad to me than a brother.
    • Choice 2: I'm counting on you.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: That makes sense, when you consider the age difference between us, and my closeness to Jeralt. Regardless—in the name of the captain, I swear to keep you safe!
    • Choice 2 response: Good! In the name of Jeralt, I swear to keep you safe!
  • Alois: You're welcome to return the favor, should you feel so inclined!

S Support Edit

  • Byleth: …
  • Alois: Hey, what're you doing here? Waiting for someone?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I was waiting for you.
    • Choice 2: I'm waiting for a bearded man.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Aha! You've got a knack for rib-ticklers, no bones about it. We weren't planning to meet up.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, well, sorry to bother you... Wait. Are you talking about me? And my beard?
  • Alois: Anyway... Things seem to have quieted down across all of Fódlan. But we can't slow down now! The work's only just begun! In fact, we'll probably be busier than ever.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I need to rest.
    • Choice 2: Let's get started!
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Hah! You do look quite worn out.
    • Choice 2 response: Agreed! I'll always be here to support you.
  • Alois: But when we've got a little breathing room, I'd like to go fishing with you. We can sit by the water together and idly cast our lines, not a care in the world… Ah, ahem. It occurs to me. Were you really waiting for someone? A little rendezvous, perhaps?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Actually, yes.
    • Choice 2: Actually, no.
  • Alois:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah, good for you! You're at that age, after all... Time to settle down. Well, ahem I should get going.
    • Choice 2 response: Really? You're not getting any younger. Perhaps it's time you settled down. Well, ahem! I should get going.
  • Byleth: You're acting strange.
  • Alois: I'm sorry. It's just, when it comes to your life, I get emotional, you know? You've...you've done so well. You've persisted through so many obstacles, and you just kept on fighting. I have no doubt Captain Jeralt's looking down proudly from heaven right now. And of course, I'm proud of you too. I'm a very proud big brother.
  • Byleth: Cut it out with the "big brother" thing.
  • Alois: You could have let that one slide...
  • Alois: At any rate, let's keep marching forward, together. For Fódlan! For the captain!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I can count on you, right?
    • Choice 2: I know I can count on you.
  • Alois: Of course you can count on me! As long as I live, I'll be your most faithful ally!

With Seteth Edit

C Support Edit

  • Seteth: Ah. There you are. I apologize for calling you in so suddenly. Please, sit. There is a matter I would like to discuss with you. I believe I've told you this before, but it is my responsibility to aid the archbishop in all her duties.
  • Byleth: What are these duties?
  • Seteth: Spiritual instruction, ceremony oversight, donation management—all of the church's many administrative tasks. I oversee not only the priesthood, but also the Knights of Seiros and the Officers Academy. The archbishop entrusts a great deal to my discretion, and I am honored by her confidence. Even when she must make decisions herself, she often seeks my counsel in advance. And yet... Your appointment to a teaching position at the Officers Academy was a complete surprise to me. You should be fully investigated, at a minimum, before being trusted with such a responsibility. But no such investigation has been conducted. I know you are skilled in war, and in matters of strategy, but beyond that I know next to nothing about you.
  • Byleth: You don't trust me.
  • Seteth: That is indeed what it comes down to, if I'm being honest. Please understand that I mean no offense. First, I would like to know just how much you know about yourself. You are the child of Jeralt Eisner, correct?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think so.
    • Choice 2: That's what I hear.
  • Seteth: That's quite a vague reply for such a basic question. In the future, I would advise you to answer such queries with confidence. As the former captain of the Knights of Seiros, Jeralt is renowned throughout Fódlan. If you really are his child, then no one would voice any complaint about you joining the knights. How long has it been since you became a mercenary?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: About ten years, I think.
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure.
  • Seteth:
    • Choice 1response: Given your youth, that hardly seems likely.
    • Choice 2 response: I see. Most curious.
  • Seteth: Come to think of it, I have never asked your age. Just how old are you, exactly?
  • Byleth: Well, um...
  • Seteth: Your face says it all. You truly don't know, do you? Just what was Jeralt thinking raising you this way? Given your responses thus far, I feel as though any further questions would just be a waste of our time. However, permit me to make one thing clear. Whatever her reasons, the archbishop has placed great faith in you. Do not betray that trust. That is all.

B Support Edit

  • Seteth: Professor. A moment? I am sorry that I doubted your ability. I deeply regret ever holding such a view of you. It is obvious to me now that you are extraordinary.
  • Byleth: Really?
  • Seteth: Do you doubt your own power, even now? I suppose that's only natural. You've lived your whole life knowing next to nothing about yourself. Not even Jeralt could have possibly known all there is to know about you. But I wonder... Are you satisfied with that?
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Seteth: Are you content not knowing who you are? Or do you yearn to know more?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I...wish to know more.
    • Choice 2: I wouldn't know where to begin.
  • Seteth:
    • Choice 1 response: It was a foolish question, of course. You are not the sort to be complacent.
    • Choice 2 response: But you cannot go on not knowing, can you?
  • Seteth: So, only one more question matters: are you ready?
  • Byleth: Ready for what?
  • Seteth: The truth. All of it. Learning it will doubtlessly have direct consequences on your life. I do not know what those will be. You may decide, once you learn it, that you wish you hadn't. But even if you have such regrets, you will never be able to return to ignorance. So, are you ready to know the truth?
  • Byleth: Yes. I am.
  • Seteth: I see. That is what I wished to hear. The archbishop continues to put her faith in you. And so you will continue to have my aid. More than that... I will put my faith in you as well. And I will do all that is within my power to help you someday reach the truth.

A Support Edit

  • Seteth: May I discuss something with you? I promised to help you find the truth of who you are. But I'm afraid it's not that simple. There are some details I have kept concealed.
  • Byleth: What details?
  • Seteth: Five years ago, before she vanished, I asked Rhea some pointed questions. I learned that she knows everything about you. No, that is understating it... Rhea is responsible for your existence.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Seteth: I could explain to you, here and now, what fragments of knowledge I was able to pry from Rhea. I fear, however, that a partial understanding might do you more harm than good. Once we save Rhea, you will know the whole of it. For now, that is all I can tell you.
  • Byleth: …
  • Seteth: If you are still uncertain about your feelings... Then permit me to add one more thing. You, Rhea, and I... We are like family. Because of those deep ties, you can be certain that I will never abandon or betray you. On the contrary, I greatly wish to see what your future holds. I am, and will always be, your ally.
  • Byleth: Even family members can turn on each other.
  • Seteth: You're not wrong. History is full of examples. I don't believe that will be the case here but I suppose all I can do is ask for your trust. The truth is, you have become indispensable to me. And that is true quite independently of whether I see eye to eye with Rhea, or even whether we are friends. After this war is over, where I go and what I do will depend wholly on you.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Seteth: I am still trying to figure that out, myself. Perhaps it is just that I find you so fascinating that I cannot bring myself to leave your side. I dislike a one-sided conversation, but in this case, I am afraid I had no choice. Our future is yours to determine.

With Flayn Edit

C Support Edit

  • Flayn: Excuse me, Professor. May I have a moment of your time?
  • Byleth: Certainly.
  • Flayn: Ah, wonderful! I was hoping you might enlighten me. About yourself, that is. You see, I happen to be quite curious about you.
  • Byleth: Oh? Why is that?
  • Flayn: Well, because. There is something different about you. You possess an air of mystery... I could not help but notice when first we met. I am intrigued, to say the least. I find it rather difficult to put into words... Were I to wax poetic, I would say you remind me of the sea. Have you ever been, Professor?
  • Byleth: A few times, yes.
  • Flayn: The sea is vast. Boundless. On the surface, all seems still. Yet beneath that stillness, it is unfathomably deep. Within, it teems with life, yet without, one is lucky to glimpse a fleeting shadow. And yet, all one must do is cast a line to grasp hold of all that life! You cannot see it at a glance, but it is there all the same.
  • Byleth: What are you talking about, exactly?
  • Flayn: About fish, of course! Oh, bother. I got sidetracked, didn't I? Right. About the sea... During a storm, the once calm waters become mighty enough to overturn even the vastest ships. Not unlike you. You are calm—you carry yourself with poise. Yet you wield great power. My brother is uncertain of you, however. He referred to you as a youth of...dubious origin. Oh, but please do not think ill of him! He is incredibly dedicated to his work. So surely you understand why he would have doubts about one of whom he knows so little. Nobody even seems to know your age! Incidentally, how old are you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't actually know.
    • Choice 2: I'd rather not say.
  • Flayn:
    • Choice 1 response: Wait—you do not know your own age? You truly are mysterious!
    • Choice 2 response: Aha! I suspect that if you choose not to say, you must be quite young.
  • Flayn: Hmm... Looking at you, it is quite difficult for me to determine. I wonder... Could you be younger than your own students?
  • Byleth: And how old are you?
  • Flayn: Who, me? Well, I am roughly the same age as the other youths here!
  • Byleth: You look younger than the others...
  • Flayn: Be that as it may, it is simply not the case. Oh, by the way, I... I have actually been considering enrolling in the academy myself. But my brother will not allow it. He is a touch overprotective at times... Oh! My apologies! I am sure you have much work to do. I will not keep you any longer. We must speak again sometime...if that would be all right. Have a lovely day!

B Support Edit

  • Flayn: It has been a while since we last spoke, Professor. Spare me a moment again, will you not?
  • Byleth: Of course.
  • Flayn: You recall how you helped me and allowed me to join your class, yes? I have learned a great many things since then. Indeed, I have truly grown so much! This personal growth is due, in large part, to you. And I wish to express my gratitude, sincerely.
  • Byleth: I'm not sure you've grown that much...
  • Flayn: Excuse me? Are you implying that I am still naive? I will have you know that I have made many friends, and am constantly learning new things! Why, when I go to the market—alone—I even haggle! You must be familiar with the delicate art of haggling—in which one negotiates a lower asking price for an item. That is the type of knowledge common only to those as mature as myself!
  • Byleth: How old are you, again?
  • Flayn: Who, me? Um, have you not asked this once before? It is a bit rude to ask repeatedly, you know.
  • Byleth: You never told me.
  • Flayn: Is that so? Well, it seems we have something in common, since I do not know your age either. Come now. There is nothing to be gained from focusing so heavily on age. Touching on a previous discussion, I think I have learned more about you. I mentioned how you possess an air of mystery... I compared you to any old sea, but I have come to realize you are more like a particular sea—one I have seen before. When I was a quite small, my mother would take me out to play in the sea. She was an excellent fisher, my mother. I grew to love fish deeply because of her...
  • Byleth: Where are you going with this?
  • Flayn: Well, you see, fish are— Oh, er, wait. I was talking about the sea, was I not? Anyhow... I sense that, like the sea, your depths are seemingly impenetrable. Yet, despite your unknowable depths, there is something...familiar about you. It is as if we have met somewhere, long, long ago...
  • Byleth: You think we've met before?
  • Flayn: No, I do not think so. It is all quite strange, really. I wonder if we might be distant relatives... No, that cannot be it, either. After all, if we were related, that would mean... Hm, though considering all that Rhea has done, it is not entirely outside the realm of possibility... Hm? Oh, apologies. Just muttering to myself. It is nothing. Mutterings aside, I mean to say that you do not feel like a stranger to me. For whatever reason, I feel deeply connected to you. And for this, I am glad.

A Support Edit

  • Flayn: …
  • Flayn: …
  • Byleth: What's wrong?
  • Flayn: Oh, hello, Professor! How nice to see you. You caught me off guard. I was actually just thinking about you.
  • Byleth: Why the sigh?
  • Flayn: Just a moment ago? Well, I... I... I am afraid I just do not understand you. When first we met, I sensed something different about you—something mysterious. And now I am convinced. Your existence itself is very special. Thinking on it, I know it to be true. You have a Crest that should have been lost long ago. You wield the Sword of the Creator as if it is nothing... Your hair and eye color changed on that day five years ago. To the same sort of color as mine and my brother's...
  • Byleth: What does it all mean?
  • Flayn: I do not know. My brother refuses to speak to me of it. Since then, you have led us into battle and, thus far, we have always come out victorious. Your comrades and colleagues adore you. They believe in you—in your strength. I doubt that there is a single soul who is likened to you. Who are you really?
  • Byleth: I don't know.
  • Flayn: I simply do not understand. Whatever the case may be, having hair like mine is proof that there is something exceptional about you. I may as well come forward with things. I, too, am unlike others.
  • Byleth: How so?
  • Flayn: Surely you recall when I was targeted, specifically for my blood? I may not be special in the ways you are, but my blood is rare. It seems the two of us share a special...differentness. I also believe that we are bound together in some way. Of this I am certain. Therefore, I intend to stay by your side and watch over you. Your existence must be preserved at all cost.
  • Byleth: I would rather protect you.
  • Flayn: Certainly those are the words of a hero! Let us unite our powers—together, we are unstoppable!

S Support Edit

  • Flayn: Tell me... What is it you are actually trying to say?
  • Byleth: I told you already...
  • Flayn: You cannot possibly be serious. How can this be true? You are sincerely saying that the progenitor god, Sothis, dwells within you and that you have inherited her power? That is utterly...bizarre.
  • Byleth: But it's the truth.
  • Flayn: If I may be so bold, do you consider yourself male or female? I have only ever heard of you referred to as a male, but Sothis is most assuredly female. Am I to believe that you are a male goddess? I am not certain how much sense that makes... I suppose there are circumstances by which such a thing is possible...
  • Byleth: I never said I was a goddess.
  • Flayn: Oh, are you not? But if you have inherited her power, then surely the two of you have become one. Gah, it all makes my head spin. I suppose I will take your word for it.
  • Byleth: Flayn... I want you to have this.
  • Flayn: This is a ring... Oh my, it is beautiful! So delicate and feminine. Is this your ring? So then, you walk around with a women's ring. Surely this is proof that—
  • Byleth: You're missing the point.
  • Flayn: Am I? Oh! Oh, wait! Now I recall! I have heard that it is customary to bestow a ring upon the person one wishes to marry. Which would mean... Hmm. Does this mean what I think it means?
  • Byleth: Will you marry me, Flayn?
  • Flayn: Me? You? Us? You mean to tell me that you have fallen in love... with me?
  • Byleth: I love you dearly.
  • Flayn: I think I might faint! I... No one has ever... Well, of course they have not. My apologies. I am quite taken aback! Are you most certain I am the one whom you love?
  • Byleth nods.
  • Flayn: I always knew there was a deep, special bond between us. I never quite imagined that it might develop into this. Or...perhaps I did imagine it. Often. I must ask once more–are you certain that you are not the goddess Sothis?
  • Byleth: I'm not. Really.
  • Flayn: This is all so surreal. I graciously accept your proposal and this beautiful ring.
  • Flayn: Your heart is as vast as the ocean. I ask that you wrap me in your embrace, for now and for all eternity.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Flayn: Professor? Is that you over there? It seems both of us were curious about this place.
  • Byleth: What are you talking about?
  • Flayn: Oh, perhaps I was mistaken. I figured you had come to this tower after having heard the legend.
  • Byleth: What legend?
  • Flayn: You've not heard of it, then? I suppose I only recently learned of it myself, from a friend. Legend tells that on the night of a ball, when a man and woman pledge vows at this very tower… The goddess will bestow her blessing, ensuring those vows come to pass. Of course, such things do not really come to pass. But there are many who place stock in this legend. I wondered what sort of vows youths tend to pledge... So here I am, hoping to gain deeper understanding. Only to bump into you! Are you meeting someone here, perchance?
  • Byleth: No, I'm not.
  • Flayn: That's unfortunate. I wonder if anyone else will be coming… Professor? If the legend were true, what type of vow might you pledge?
  • Byleth: It's hard to say…
  • Flayn: No ideas? Perhaps your imagination is lacking due to the lack of a partner. What say you to being my partner? How about sharing a vow with me? I'll give you until the count of three to come up with something heartfelt and honorable. One...two...three! Go ahead!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: May we always be together.
    • Choice 2: May we both find joy.
  • Flayn: Oh! You made my heart flutter! I see. This is the type of vow one would make to another. You've taught me well, as a professor should. I'm most certainly wiser and more mature than I was, even just moments ago. Oh dear. What if the goddess really did hear your vow? Although...I suppose I would not mind if that turned out to be the case. I bid you good evening.

With Gilbert Edit

C Support Edit

  • Gilbert: I am sorry to make you tag along with my shopping trip like this. You were very kind to offer your help, even though this is my duty.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Don't worry about it.
    • Choice 2: I'm happy to help.
  • Gilbert:
    • Choice 1 response: I will someday repay you for this kindness.
    • Choice 2 response: In return, I will gladly come to your aid when you need it someday.
  • Gilbert: Though I fear there may not be so many things I can help you with…
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Could you teach me to fish?
    • Choice 2: Could you help me with my combat training?
  • Gilbert:
    • Choice 1 response: Fishing? Of course, I would be happy to. I recall hearing that Captain Jeralt is quite the fisherman. Is that true?
    • Choice 2 response: I would be glad to. However, I would likely learn more from you, than you would from me.
  • Gilbert: You made a living as a mercenary under Captain Jeralt's guidance. As a comparatively new member of the Knights of Seiros, I was not so familiar with his past exploits... Yet clashing swords with him, even just a handful of times, was enough for his abilities to astound me. You, as one trained by him, must have those same great talents. I have devoted my life to the path of a knight, yet I find your mercenary experience lends your blade…
  • Byleth: Hm?
  • City Child A: Ahaha, wait up!
  • City Child B: Catch me if you can! C'mon, this way! This way!
  • Gilbert: Hah... It is good to see children able to play and to smile.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's rare to see that look on your face.
    • Choice 2: I never knew you could smile, Gilbert.
  • Gilbert: Was I...smiling?

(Byleth nods)

  • Gilbert: Please...forget you saw that. I do not have the right to such pleasures.
  • Byleth: The right?
  • Gilbert: Indeed... For those we have lost will never be able to smile again. I am sorry. I did not mean to trouble you with such talk. Come, let us head back.

B Support Edit

  • Gilbert: Dear Goddess, please allow His Majesty to rest in peace…

(Byleth enters)

  • Gilbert: Who is it? Oh... Professor. What brings you here at this hour?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I heard your voice.
    • Choice 2: I was just taking a walk.
  • Gilbert:
    • Choice 1 response: I am most sorry for disturbing you.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Gilbert: The hour is late, Professor. You should be resting in preparation for the day to come.
  • Byleth: What were you doing?
  • Gilbert: I was offering my prayers to the goddess. It is all that I can do now... I told you I was in service of the royal family, yes? When I was only a young soldier, the king saw fit to make a knight of me. I was given the great honor of guiding and protecting the royal family.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Guiding?
    • Choice 2: Protecting?
  • Gilbert:
    • Choice 1 response: It was similar to your own work. I was a teacher of sorts.
    • Choice 2 response: Indeed. I served in that post for nearly 40 years.
  • Gilbert: I instructed both King Lambert and Prince Dimitri in the arts of combat, tactics, and academia. I also did all in my power to keep them safe. Until… That day. I was unable to fulfill my duty. I was...powerless.
  • Byleth: You mean...the Tragedy of Duscur?
  • Gilbert: Yes. When I received word of the attack, it was already too late. His Majesty was dead, along with many knights and soldiers. If only I had made it to Duscur more quickly... It is my fault that His Highness, Dimitri, has become...the way he is now. After that, I abandoned my wife and child, and fled my homeland. I turned my back on everything I swore to protect. My sins are countless. I will bear the weight of my guilt for as long as I live.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Praying to the goddess won't help.
    • Choice 2: You're going about this the wrong way.
  • Gilbert: What else can I do for His Majesty and all of those who died that day? Apologizing to my daughter and wife. Devoting myself to His Highness. That is the way to atonement. And yet... Even if I am granted the forgiveness of those who still live, praying is all I can do to atone to those who are with us no more…
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Praying won't help you atone.
    • Choice 2: The dead are gone. You can't help them now.
  • Gilbert: …
  • Gilbert: Long ago, there was someone who told me something quite similar. Forgive me. This will not do. As I grow older, I find myself talking endlessly about the past. But it is too late for such things now. I have finished my prayers. We should return.

A Support Edit

  • Gilbert: Even this town, which was a ruin, has begun to recover its energy. However, acquiring supplies is still difficult. The people living here are struggling too. This conflict must be brought to an end soon.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's end it ourselves.
    • Choice 2: I quite agree.
  • Gilbert:
    • Choice 1 response: I agree. We must seize victory with our own hands.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes. Let us seize victory together and build a new, more peaceful world.
  • Gilbert: Still, I wonder what path my life should follow once we achieve our goals.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Aren't you going back to your home?
    • Choice 2: Aren't you going back to your family?
  • Gilbert: This has been my intent. However, I sometimes find myself thinking differently. I wonder if it is time for my role here to end. Our peaceful future would hardly benefit from a war-hardened relic such as myself. That has been my intent. But surely my daughter, Annette, must have her own path to follow. Perhaps she would be happier if our paths diverged. Of course, if she desires it, I will gladly return. But if she does not… Hmm... I wonder if I should ask my wife to join me here, to live out our days together at the monastery. That would not be so bad a choice either. Perhaps it is the fault of last night's drink that I am indulging in such dreams of the future today.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's important to think about the future.
    • Choice 2 response: This isn't like you, Gilbert.
  • Gilbert: Yes. I've learned there is strength in focusing clearly on tomorrow and allowing yesterday to be done. You are correct. For now, I should focus on surviving the battles at hand. Hmm.

(two children appear)

  • City Child B: Hey! It's the old fishing guy! Hi there!
  • Byleth: Old fishing guy?
  • Gilbert: A short time ago, I instructed these children in the art of fishing.
  • City Child A: Thanks to you, we caught a really, really big fish in the river nearby!
  • Gilbert: Is that right? Be sure you share it with your families, now.
  • City Child B: We will!

(children leave)

  • Byleth: What happened to not smiling?
  • Gilbert: I did say something about that once, didn't I? I even told you to forget you ever saw me smile… But now, I would not ask that of you... Your words from when last we spoke have stayed with me. They bring to mind the king I first served. He told me not to dwell upon the dead. "The dead are dead, and those who live are not bound by them." I intend to live my own life from now on.
  • Byleth: That's a fine smile.
  • Gilbert: You have a fine smile as well. One that I could never have imagined when we first met. No matter how our titles or positions change, I hope you will always remain yourself, Professor.

S Support Edit

  • Gilbert: This place never changes. Even though Lady Rhea has withdrawn from duty, and you have become the new archbishop. The monastery that was in ruins has been rebuilt. The continent is united under its rightful king. Amidst all that change, this place stays the same.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you going to stay at the monastery?
    • Choice 2: You're not going back home?
  • Gilbert: I have been considering what to do for some time, and I have chosen to remain here. Of course, I have obtained His Majesty's blessing in this. He told me I should live as I see fit. I believe this soldier's duty has come to an end. It feels lonely, yet I think it is a good thing. And remaining at the monastery does not mean severing all ties with my daughter. I fully intend to visit my wife and child whenever possible. There is one other thing. My youth may be gone, but I would like to offer you my service as a knight. If you will have me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm counting on you.
    • Choice 2: You're sure that's what you want?
  • Gilbert: I would choose to serve none other. The war is over, yet there are still difficulties to face. We of the church must join hands with the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus to make a better world for all. I am unsure how much I can do for you. But I hope I can form a bridge between the church and the Kingdom. Aside from that... I suppose I can at least teach the orphans at the monastery to fish. Oh, I nearly forgot something very important.
  • Byleth: Something important?
  • Gilbert: Yes… I would like to put an end to the deception that has been my life. Your Grace, I humbly request that you call me by my true name. I am Gustave Eddie Dominic.
  • Byleth: I'm counting on you, Gustave.
  • Gilbert: Yes, my liege.
  • Gilbert: I hereby swear my allegiance to you. Unwavering and forevermore. On my honor as a knight, I will shield you from all troubles. I swear from this day forth to protect your life... and your smile.

With Shamir Edit

C Support Edit

  • Shamir: Hey, Professor. The students seem to like you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not that much.
    • Choice 2: It would seem that way.
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: It doesn't make sense. You don't come across as particularly friendly.
    • Choice 2 response: Hah! And you're not modest about it. I like that.
  • Shamir: Still, I can't deny that you've got skills. It's a little strange, to be completely honest. I had my doubts, but they were right to make you a professor.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I was surprised too.
    • Choice 2: I knew I could do it.
    • Choice 3: I'm still not sure...
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: I'd be suspicious of their true intentions, if I were you... Seems like it turned out just fine for you.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh? You're an odd one. But what's it matter? Seems like it turned out just fine for you.
    • Choice 3 response: Regardless, seems like it turned out fine for you.
  • Shamir: I'll admit, it's unbelievable that you used to be a mercenary. I was a merc before coming here, but I can't imagine pulling off your fancy tactician act. I freeze up near royals and nobles.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You were a mercenary?
    • Choice 2: You're not a fan of nobles?
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: I was. My family had nothing when I was growing up. There were too many mouths to feed, so I left. Joined up with some mercs for the pay. The work suited me, but I never liked having to bow and scrape to our noble employers.
    • Choice 2 response: You deal with a lot of nobles when you're a merc. I didn't mind putting my life on the line, but I never liked having to bow and scrape to our noble employers.
  • Shamir: That's what I like about being a Knight. I get to punch all the nobles I want. Hah! I'm joking. But the knights do make a good business partner.
  • Byleth: Business partner?
  • Shamir: I don't believe in the Church of Seiros. It makes me a bit of an anomaly among the knights. Rhea took me in, so I became a knight to repay my debt to her. I may be a knight, but it still feels like I'm doing the same things I did as a merc. Who knows though? Maybe you and I will end up working together. Us knights are a pretty tough crew... I'm guessing you'd run circles around us though. I'm interested to see where your path leads you.

B Support Edit

  • Shamir: Thanks for your help out there. Battles tend to go smoother with you around.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: The same to you.
    • Choice 2: Smoother?
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: Heh. I think you did most of the heavy lifting.
    • Choice 2 response: I can count on you doing most of the heavy lifting.
  • Shamir: It may be unwise to think this way on the battlefield... But I feel I can trust your commands without question.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why's that?
    • Choice 2: I still make mistakes.
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: Not sure. I might have an idea, but... Never mind.
    • Choice 2 response: Don't we all? But, judging by the results of our recent battles, you're clearly good at this.
  • Shamir: I've also noticed that you've been putting me in more precarious situations lately. Almost like you know I won't question your orders.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: My apologies for that.
    • Choice 2: I know I can rely on you.
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: No need.
    • Choice 2 response: Hah!
  • Shamir: I'm glad you trust me to get the job done, but still... I knew you were doing it on purpose. You're in a very important position, now that you're leader of the Imperial army. Funny to think you used to just teach at the Officers Academy. Your old students still call you "Professor." That's no title for the commander of an army.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: There's no harm in it.
    • Choice 2: I actually like it.
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: Relax. I was just having fun.
    • Choice 2 response: You'll always be their professor, huh?
  • Shamir: You sure are an interesting one. My people lost the war and I was left to wander Fódlan alone, but I guess meeting you was my prize. You look confused. Did you not know any of this? I was living in my homeland of Dagda, up until the Imperial army destroyed it 10 years ago. But, being a mercenary, I have no real allegiance. That's why I'm working here now. Don't worry though. I don't plan to turn on you.

A Support Edit

  • Shamir: It's been 10 years... Can I move on yet? Never mind. I know what you'd say.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Were you talking to someone?
    • Choice 2: What are you doing here?
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: In a sense. Someone who's long since passed.
    • Choice 2 response: I was just thinking about someone I used to know.
  • Shamir: Another mercenary I fought alongside. They were killed ten years ago when Dagda was in conflict with the Empire. It's all I can focus on lately...
  • Byleth: Why do you think that is?
  • Shamir: To be honest, I blame you. Heh. I'm just teasing. I know it's not your fault. You just remind me of him. You give off a similar air... It's uncanny. You even have the same inflection, which makes no sense because we only ever spoke Dagdan. I don't know what it is, but you feel the same to me. I guess you just remind me of the past.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm sorry.
    • Choice 2: I can't really help it...
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: Please.
    • Choice 2 response: That's fair.
  • Shamir: It's not your fault. It's my fault for getting caught up in memories. Still, you always remember your first love, right? That's enough of that. There are more relevant topics to discuss.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I suppose.
    • Choice 2: What will you do after the war?
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: There's no point in dwelling on the past. Let's talk about the future.
    • Choice 2 response: Good question. The world is completely open to me.
  • Shamir: Your next move seems apparent... But...who knows where I'll end up. Though, I may have done enough traveling for one lifetime. I like the idea of having a permanent home. And after all my time here, I've grown quite fond of Fódlan.

S Support Edit

  • Shamir: Sorry for making you wait. Negotiations went long.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That took forever.
    • Choice 2: Negotiations?
  • Shamir:
    • Choice 1 response: Hah. Not curious about the contract? They wanted me to stay on as a mercenary, but I said no.
    • Choice 2 response: Nothing to worry about. They tried convincing me to stay on as a mercenary, but I said no.
  • Shamir: I've been considering a different kind of commitment instead. Less of a contract, more of a promise.
  • Byleth: I'd like that.
  • Shamir: Good. I thought you might want to follow Fódlan tradition and exchange rings. Right. That's that. Shall we be off?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That was quick.
    • Choice 2: Is there anything else?
  • Shamir: What's wrong? Were you expecting more? We've been fighting together for so long. No need for words. I've said enough... Right?
  • Byleth: This is a special occasion!
  • Shamir: I can see this is important to you... Fine then. I vow to stay with you through all of life's many hardships. I will stay by your side, and you'll stay by mine. I left Dagda, crossed through Brigid, and came to Fódlan on my own. I chose the life of a mercenary, alone and free to live wherever and however I pleased... Now I'm choosing to remain here, to live the rest of my life...with you. Is that enough? Now I'm just embarrassed.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That was...wonderful.
    • Choice 2: I'm embarrassed too...
  • Shamir: Look at us! We have no idea what to do with ourselves. But you're right. This is a special day. Now then. Are you ready to go?
  • Byleth: Let's stay a little longer.
  • Shamir: Fine. We can stay. I've already made a fool of myself. No point in trying to avoid it now. So, what else is there to talk about? Oh, right. Remember when I mentioned how much you have in common with my old partner? I don't think that's actually true. I didn't want to admit that I was attracted to you, so I convinced myself that I was just pining for the past. I was worried that revealing those feelings would ruin our friendship...
  • Shamir: Anyway. It's your turn to talk. Tell me about your past.
  • Byleth: There isn't much to tell...
  • Shamir: Hmph. You're lucky I love you, otherwise I wouldn't let you get away with an answer like that.

With Cyril Edit

C Support Edit

  • Cyril: Aha! Found ya! You're always nosing around places, aren't ya, Professor? Can be real hard to find ya sometimes!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sorry about that.
    • Choice 2: Is something the matter?
  • Cyril:
    • Choice 1 response: No worrying about it! I just wanted to talk to ya about a thing today.
    • Choice 2 response: Well, yeah, I wouldn't have been running all over the place looking for you if stuff was normal.
  • Cyril: Do you remember how Lady Rhea asked you to come to the office this evening? Well, she told me that I should come to let ya know that today's a bad day for doing that, and you should go and see her tomorrow instead. That's pretty much everything I needed to say, I think... Oh! Except to ask you if you've seen Seteth around anywhere.
  • Byleth: I haven't, sorry.
  • Cyril: Ugh, OK. I'm supposed to tell Seteth the thing Lady Rhea told me to tell you, but he's hard to find.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Want me to tell him for you?
    • Choice 2: Want to look for him together?
  • Cyril:
    • Choice 1 response: Nah, I'll find him myself. But if ya see him, then find me, please, and tell me where ya saw him, OK? 'Cause then I'll know where he is.
    • Choice 2 response: No, it's all right, thanks. But if ya see him, then please find me, and tell me where ya saw him, OK? Because then I'll know where he is and I can tell him.
  • Cyril: I'll be in the stables if ya need me. Gotta put out the fodder before it's the next kid's shift. Don't want her thinking I left my work for her to do. Oh! But if I'm not in the stables, and ya need to find me, I'll be at the forest up north 'cause there's a buncha logs lying around up there. I figure I oughta chop 'em up or else someone might trip on a log, or we might run out of firewood. And if I chop, then it'll save other people time. If it looks like I'm done there, then the corridors need to be sweeped, so if ya see Seteth and ya need to find me, then I might be there...
  • Byleth: Can I help you with anything?
  • Cyril: Nope. This is my job. I'm not giving it to anyone else, because it's mine and I'm gonna do it. Besides, if ya help me out, Lady Rhea might gimme an earful. I don't know why, but Lady Rhea sure does seem to like ya. She's always worried about what ya might be doing or not doing...
  • Byleth: Is that so?
  • Cyril: Oh yeah. Not that it's any of my business. Anyways, Lady Rhea asked me to do some jobs, so I'm doing 'em all. Even some she didn't ask for, but I know need doing, so I'm doing 'em. End of story. And remember, if you see Seteth around, come find me and tell me where you saw him, yeah?
  • Byleth: Seems like it'll be tough to find you...
  • Cyril: Huh? But I just told ya where I'd be. If I'm not in the stables, I'll be at the forest. If I'm not... Oh, I see. You're right. I'm all over the place, huh? I don't want to waste your time, Professor, so if ya see Seteth, how about ya tell him I was looking for him and then tell him all the places I'll be. Then he can spend his time looking for me instead of you. Yeah! That sounds like a good plan. A real good plan. Let's do that! See ya later, Professor.
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Cyril: ♪ Keeping it clean... Sweeping it clean... No more trash... Nowhere, no how... ♪ Oh darn, there's trash over there.
  • Byleth: Hard at work, I see.
  • Cyril: Hey, Professor! The cathedral's a real important place for the Church of Seiros, so I always make sure it's all sparkling clean. The monks do some cleaning too, and they tell me not to bother—and sometimes they even say to go away—but they just don't clean as good as I do. I don't stop until everything shines.
  • Byleth: Are you a believer?
  • Cyril: Nah, not really. And Lady Rhea told me it's OK if I don't show an interest unless I feel like it, and I haven't so far, but... I just wanna take good care of the things she cares about. If there's a thing she wants taken care of, then I'll do it better than anyone else. Don't ya feel the same? Since Lady Rhea really took a liking to you and all...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I wouldn't go that far...
    • Choice 2: It's hard to find the time...
  • Cyril: Maybe you don't realize how great a person Lady Rhea is. She's always praying hard as she can for her followers all across Fódlan. She does it every single day! And even though she's always so busy, she tries to listen to as many people's needs as she can. When she'd seen the kids who lost their parents in Remire Village, she didn't leave 'em there. She got the church to take those kids in. Same as me. She's so kind. She's almost like a mom to all her followers, and just everybody that I can think of loves her.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Is that so?
    • Choice 2: I think it's about more than kindness.
  • Cyril:
    • Choice 1 response: You really didn't know?
    • Choice 2 response: Hang on! You trying to say ya know more about Lady Rhea than I do?
  • Cyril: OK, maybe she likes ya more than she likes me... But I know that I know a whole lot more about her than you do. I know these things, OK? So don't go talking down to me like ya know better.
  • Byleth: I wasn't, though...
  • Cyril: Huh? Well, just as long as we're all clear on that.

A Support Edit

  • Cyril: Phew! Time for a breather.

(Byleth enters)

  • Cyril: Hey, Professor.
  • Byleth: You've been busy.
  • Cyril: Yup. Noticed you have been too. Seems like it's been a real rough day for just about everybody, huh? I've been so busy I still haven't eaten. I hope there's still food left.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Here, have some candy.
    • Choice 2: Here, have some meat.
  • Cyril:
    • Choice 1 response: Whoa! Thanks, Professor! Mmm-mm... This is really good!
    • Choice 2 response: How come you're carrying that around? Whatever. I'm hungry! Mmm-mm... When you're hungry enough, just about anything tastes good.
  • Cyril: What a day... I need a nap, but I still gotta get the dining hall cleaned up.
  • Byleth: You shouldn't push yourself too hard.
  • Cyril: Huh, Professor, that's funny. You push yourself harder than anybody else. Ya make me look lazy! Besides, I don't even break a sweat doing this stuff. The day Lady Rhea comes home, I want her to see the monastery the way it was five years ago. That's why I do all this stuff—for her. And the harder I work, the better. Heck, I'd do more than I do now if there were hours in the day, but I can't go without sleep. Tried once. You must think I'm pretty weird, huh, Professor? I'm always on about Lady Rhea, and I'm not even from Fódlan. I bet most people around here think I'm kinda weird. But I'm real grateful for everything Lady Rhea's done for me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's noble of you to show such gratitude.
    • Choice 2: I don't think it's wrong to live for another.
  • Cyril: That's nice of you to say. Real nice. Thanks, Professor. It's good to know you like me. Helps me feel even more at home. I've heard people say that good folks have a heart of gold. Not real gold, I mean. Just, they always care about everybody else. Even guys like me. Lady Rhea's incredible, but I figure you're just the same, Professor. OK. I guess I gotta give in and get some sleep. I'll get up extra early to make up for it. Good night, Professor…

With Edelgard Edit

C SupportEdit

(Byleth walking the grounds at night.)

  • ???: (Off-screen) Uhh... Agh... Fath... Save...
  • Byleth:...
    • Choice 1: Who could that be?
    • Choice 2: Is that...a ghost?
  • Sothis:
    • Choice 1 response: A ghost, perhaps? No, that is surely not the case.
    • Choice 2 response: We are within a monastery! No ghost would dare set foot in here...

(Byleth ponders for a moment)

  • Sothis: What is that look upon your face? I am no ghost, if that is what was on your mind!

(Byleth walks towards the voice; screen fades to black)

  • ???: No... Agh... Huh?! Who's there?!

(screen fades back in; the voice is revealed to be Edelgard)

  • Edelgard: Professor... What are you doing here?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I heard something.
    • Choice 2: I was restless.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh? Perhaps I was talking in my sleep.
    • Choice 2 response: (alarmed and blushing) What could that possibly mean? (regains her composure) In any case, please don't scare me like that.
  • Byleth: Bad dreams?
  • Edelgard: Ah... So you heard me, then. Yes, it was a nightmare. I've had them since I was a child. Stupid, pointless dreams I can't control... It's terribly frustrating.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What are they about?
    • Choice 2: Anything I can help with?
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Just...my childhood. A time before I had realized who I was destined to become.
    • Choice 2 response: No. They're just worthless dreams of the past. Talking about it won't change a thing.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You can trust me with anything.
    • Choice 2: It's none of my business.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: I had a feeling you'd say that. I suppose I could try...
    • Choice 2 response: Perhaps not. Still, here you are. Maybe I can trust you with this...
  • Edelgard: But only if you swear not to tell a soul.

(Byleth nods)

  • Edelgard: I appreciate it. I dream of...my older brother, paralyzed, helpless... my older sister crying for help that never came... the youngest babbling words beyond meaning. I see my family dying slowly, waiting in the darkest depths for a glimmer of light. I once had ten siblings, eight older and two younger. Such a large family, and yet I became the heir to the throne. Do you know why? Every last one of them was crippled by disease or lost their mind or died. I was the only one left who could inherit the throne.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's awful.
    • Choice 2: How could such a thing happen...
  • Edelgard: Things kept getting worse. The darkness kept getting darker. In the end, I was the only one who survived. The nightmares are a reminder...to never forget. To never allow such terrible things to happen again.
  • Byleth: Never again...
  • Edelgard: Even now, I'm the only one who can carry the weight of the Adrestian Empire. The future of the Empire...of everything...depends on me. Hm... I shared more than I intended to. I suppose there's something in the air tonight. I've never told anyone about my past before. Please... forget I said anything. Sleep well, my teacher.

C+ Support Edit

  • Edelgard: Ah, it's you. Out late again, I see. What brings you here?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I could ask you the same.
    • Choice 2: Trouble sleeping?
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: I just wanted some fresh air. There's a lovely breeze tonight. I always wander outside when sleep evades me.
    • Choice 2 response: Is it that obvious? I despise being cooped up when sleep evades me. I just have to get some fresh air.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I couldn't sleep either.
    • Choice 2: I'm exhausted.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: So I see. Still, it's ill-advised to stay up so late.
    • Choice 2 response: Heh, I see. Well, don't let me keep you. Hurry back to your room, my teacher.
  • Edelgard: I should get some sleep too, but... Have you ever felt a sort of longing for the outdoors? I have. There are times I long for the warmth of the sun, for a sweet breeze on my face... Do you remember what I told you the other night? About...my past? None of my siblings had a chance to lead the sort of life they deserved. An ordinary life.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Should I say I forgot? You asked me to forget…
    • Choice 2: I remember.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Hm. Well, perhaps if I tell you more, it will come back to you.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Edelgard: My siblings and I were... We were imprisoned underground, beneath the palace. The object was to endow our bodies with the power of a Major Crest. I have always possessed the Crest of Seiros, inherited through the Hresvelg bloodline. But it was only a Minor Crest, and most of my siblings bore no Crest at all. In order to create a peerless emperor to rule Fódlan, they violated our bodies by cutting open our very flesh. Now here I stand, the fruit of that endeavor: Edelgard von Hresvelg! But that came at too high a price... The others were sacrificed. Ours weren't the only lives devastated by that terrible process. Innocents died as well, without even knowing what they were dying for. And there you have it, the truth of the Hresvelg's Empire.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Who is to blame?
    • Choice 2: It's unbelievable.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: The prime minister and his gaggle of nobles. They had the Empire under their thumbs. My father, the emperor, tried to stop them, but...it was futile. My father was nothing but a puppet on a string by then. He was powerless to save us.
    • Choice 2 response: It is.
  • Edelgard: I know how it all sounds. But when you see my true strength, you will know I speak the truth. I have kept it hidden all this time, but...I will reveal to you the power of my second Crest.

(Edelgard displays her Crest)

  • Edelgard: It is the same as yours...the Crest of Flames. When it manifested for me, I swore a silent oath. For the sake of my family and for all the poor souls whose lives were traded for my existence... For their sake, I will build a world where such meaningless sacrifice is never again sanctioned. As emperor, I will change the world. I swear it.

B Support Edit

  • Edelgard: (annoyed) Ugh... I'm so sick of it all. There is so much to be done, yet all I encounter are new problems and pitfalls. Ugh... Sometimes I wish I could spend just one day doing absolutely nothing and gorging myself on sweets!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: This isn't like you.
    • Choice 2: Such are the burdens of an emperor.
    • Choice 3: Let's do just that.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Even I have moments of self-indulgence, you know.
    • Choice 2 response: You sound just like Hubert. Am I not allowed a fleeting moment of self-indulgence?
    • Choice 3 response: Do you mean it? Just the thought makes me happy.
  • Edelgard: But...Hubert would never allow it.
  • Byleth: That's too bad.
  • Edelgard: Indeed. It may not be possible now, but one day we will know the joys of idling. Mark my words.
  • Byleth: …
  • Edelgard: (indignant) Is that a smirk I spy? Is it so amusing to you, me daydreaming of free time?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's pretty funny.
    • Choice 2: You misunderstand me.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: I see. I'm finally getting an idea of what you think of me.
    • Choice 2 response: Huh! Your silly grin says otherwise.
  • Edelgard: But let's put that aside for now. There is something I've been meaning to tell you.
  • Edelgard: (blushing) I'm afraid this might sound a bit...sentimental. However…
  • Edelgard: I want to thank you. Because of you, I feel I can walk my fated path without losing myself. If I were alone, I might have lost perspective and become a harsh ruler with a heart of ice. But I'm not alone. With you by my side, I'm somehow free to be not only a leader but... simply Edelgard.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm glad.
    • Choice 2: You have many allies.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: True. I am fortunate to be surrounded by many wonderful companions. Nevertheless, you are...different from the rest.
  • Edelgard: Until now, no. one has been able to surpass me—much less command me. I have always been seen as an untouchable princess or emperor. No one spoke to me as an equal or met my gaze without flinching. It was lonely. Terribly lonely. The only person I could rely on as I tried to claw my way out of the darkness was myself. But you...you have been a brilliant light. Somehow, you have chased the darkness away. And for that... I will always be grateful.

A Support Edit

  • Edelgard: Yes? Oh! It's you, Professor. I was certain it was Hubert coming to drag me back to my duties.
  • Edelgard: (impersonating Hubert, with a stern expression) "Your Majesty, you must know your supreme talents are needed at present. Why not gaze at these documents instead of the sky?"
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That sounds like Hubert.
    • Choice 2: That didn't sound like Hubert at all.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Doesn't it? And the worst part is that he's always right, so I can't even argue with him.
    • Choice 2 response: No? Well then. And here I thought my Hubert impression was second to none.
  • Edelgard: But that's enough about Hubert for the moment. While I have your attention, I'd like to thank you for your help in that last battle. As you well know, I'm perfectly capable of commanding the army by myself. However, when you're around, it's somehow different. I'm not sure I can properly explain it. I suppose your perspective on the battlefield is simply sharper than mine. When you're devising tactics and tricks for us, it's almost as though you can read the enemy's mind. There's no getting around it. Your talent for strategy far exceeds my own. I'm quite jealous in all honesty.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You have many talents that I lack.
    • Choice 2: Sometimes, I'm jealous of you too.
  • Edelgard: Is that a fact? Well, if you insist. I suppose a flower from another's field is always more beautiful. I'll admit, I think of you as rather detached, so to hear that you have emotions such as jealousy is... something of a relief.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not detached.
    • Choice 2: I could say the same of you.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, but you are! Don't even try to argue. But I suppose I'm much the same. I've also distanced myself from the ordinary world.
    • Choice 2 response: I can't deny it. Ever since I underwent those... procedures, I've certainly distanced myself from the ordinary world.
  • Byleth: It seems we were fated to be friends.
  • Edelgard: Friends... That word somehow doesn't seem adequate. Besides, we've been friends for a long time, you and I. By now, we're so much more than that, at least in my mind. You know...instead of Edelgard, you can call me just El. If you so please.
  • Edelgard: That's what my parents and closest sisters used to call me when I was little. Now there's no one left who calls me El... But with you, well...I think I could allow it. In fact, it would mean a great deal to me.
  • Byleth: Why is that?
  • Edelgard: Why? Hmm...

(Edelgard turns away)

  • Edelgard: Well, you have stood beside me and shared my burdens. As I said, you are much more than a friend. In truth, you are like family to me. I suppose that's why.

S Support Edit

  • Edelgard: The children of the goddess have been defeated at last. The shape of the world will be forever changed. Humanity is free now. The world is ours once again. Can you believe it?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not sure.
    • Choice 2: It isn't over yet.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: I see. Well, one thing is certain. The fate of this world depends on the choices we make. It's possible that people would have been happier continuing to mindlessly obey the goddess. Our work is far from over. And we can't ignore the possibility that our enemies will resurface one day.
    • Choice 2 response: True. There is still much to be done. We can't ignore the possibility that our enemies will resurface one day. In the end, the fate of this world depends on the choices we make.
  • Edelgard: I don't know what the future holds, but...come what may, will you stay by my side? You chose to protect me at the Holy Tomb. Will you choose me again?

(Edelgard looks down)

  • Edelgard: What I'm trying to say is...I need you.
  • Byleth: El... Please accept this gift.

(Byleth presents Jeralt's ring to Edelgard)

  • Edelgard: (blushing) You called me El. That's... I... That means more than I can say.
  • Edelgard: And this ring... It's lovely. Thank you, my dearest friend. I will happily accept it.
  • Edelgard: I must admit, I feared my feelings would be unrequited. So long as I had you by my side, it never mattered how many enemies I amassed. You were all I needed. All this time, I longed to share my feelings with you, and it seems you wished for the same. Now, our wishes have come true. This feeling... it's overwhelming.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I promise to always be there for you.
    • Choice 2: Now, your burdens are mine to bear.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: I promise the same. Together, we can achieve anything.
    • Choice 2 response: Absolutely not—I won't allow it! From now on, we face the world and carry our burdens together.
  • Edelgard: We will crush those who slither in the dark and restore peace and order to Fódlan. I will then find a suitable successor and hand over the reins of the Empire.
  • Edelgard: (blushing) When all that is done, it will be just the two of us. I look forward to starting our life together in the light of a glorious new dawn.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That seems a lifetime away.
    • Choice 2: Let's make it happen.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: It will be a long and difficult path, I'm afraid, but we must remain focused on our goals.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes, that is all we can do for now. We must remain focused on our goals.
  • Edelgard: To think that I may truly call you my partner and equal now... The solitary reign of Edelgard has come to an end. From now on, we walk this path together. With time and care, the darkness shrouding this world will be lifted. You and I will become the light that shines over Fódlan... just as you have shined upon my life.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Edelgard: Ah, here you are. Are you waiting for someone?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not waiting for anyone.
    • Choice 2: I was waiting for you.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Good. I would not wish to interrupt anything.
    • Choice 2 response: For me? Well, you should have summoned me earlier.
  • Edelgard: Regardless, here I am.
  • Byleth: Has something happened?
  • Edelgard: No, nothing in particular. In fact, that's why I came here. This place, the Goddess Tower... It was special to my parents. My father attended the Officers Academy himself. A few years after graduating, he was crowned emperor. One day, during a visit to the monastery, he snuck into the Goddess Tower on a nostalgic whim. And there she was, my mother. She had just enrolled in the academy that very year. They were instantly drawn to each other. Love at first sight, you could say. It was the first time either had truly been in love...or so the story goes.
  • Byleth: Their first love?
  • Edelgard: Yes. Of course, as emperor, my father had already married for political reasons. As the Empire demands many heirs, he also had numerous other lovers. In the end, my mother settled for becoming one of his many consorts. But I choose to believe there was genuine love between them. Heh, I suppose it's a silly story to cling to.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's a lovely story.
    • Choice 2: Who was your first true love?
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: Isn't it? It's a shame that the lovely stories ended after I was born. For as long as I can remember, my mother had already been exiled from the capital. It's strange. Something about you makes me reveal all of the things I so carefully keep concealed.
    • Choice 2 response: Hmm. For some reason, I feel compelled to tell you all of these things I have kept hidden. I can't say the name, but it was a noble who I met in the Kingdom, a lifetime ago.
  • Edelgard: Anyway... What about you? It's your turn to reveal some long-held secret! You can share a story about your past...or perhaps tell me about your first love.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I have no such stories.
    • Choice 2: Please don't ask that of me.
  • Edelgard:
    • Choice 1 response: You're telling the truth. I can tell. Hm... I wasn't even able to make you blush.
    • Choice 2 response: You realize that just makes me more curious than ever!
  • Byleth: Sorry...
  • Edelgard: Heh... No, I'm the one who should apologize. It wasn't my intention to pry. I'm just intrigued by you and your mysterious past. You have supposedly always been a mercenary, but I believe there is more to your story than that… Let's leave it there for today and return to the ball. There must be plenty of students hoping to talk with you...and to dance with you. I would not wish to prevent you from mingling. I cannot keep you all to myself, after all.

With Hubert Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hubert: Hello, Professor. You seem to be in good health.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I am, yes. And yourself?
    • Choice 2: Do you need something?
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: Of course.
    • Choice 2 response: Indeed I do.
  • Hubert: Hm. Doesn't seem intimidated.
  • Byleth: Something wrong?
  • Hubert: No, not at all. It's just that I find myself a little concerned for your well-being. You see, Lady Edelgard has taken something of an interest in you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It seems so.
    • Choice 2: I think not.
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: Don't be flippant.
    • Choice 2 response: She has. And it's beneath you to be so glib.
  • Hubert: There is something you need to understand about the role I play here. One of my many duties is to determine potential advantages and potential threats to Her Highness. If you prove yourself useful to Lady Edelgard, then all will be well. If you pose a threat...I shall have to dispose of you.
  • Byleth: Dispose of me?
  • Hubert: Yes. This is no joke. While I may be a student here, I am her servant first and foremost. Therefore, if an untimely demise is not to your liking, you would do well to demonstrate your utility with all haste. I should warn you that I am far less compromising than Lady Edelgard. Do not be at ease merely because you stand in her good graces for the time being.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not worried.
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure about this.
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: Ha! Such confidence. I'm beginning to see why you caught her eye.
    • Choice 2 response: Don't be coy. If I were you, I would take this more seriously. Your life is at stake.
  • Hubert: My family, House Vestra, has been sworn to House Hresvelg for generations. Since the dawn of the Empire, we have worked to protect the emperor by any means necessary—both in the open and in the shadows. If you incur our wrath, you will see just what I mean.

B Support Edit

  • Byleth: …
  • Hubert: It seems I am discovered. I suppose that means assassination is out of the question. At least for now.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What do you think you're doing?
    • Choice 2: Assassination?
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: Merely keeping an eye on you, for the moment. Nothing to be concerned over.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Hubert: Unusually watchful—difficult to steal upon in slumber. Perhaps an odorless, tasteless poison... Lady Edelgard certainly took interest in a difficult one this time.
  • Byleth: Why are you following me?
  • Hubert: I suppose that question does warrant a response, considering it may mean your life. The answer requires me to explain some of the complex internal politics of the Empire. Are you familiar with Volkhard von Arundel? He is Lady Edelgard's uncle. You may also know him as Lord Arundel, the Empire's Regent. Many years ago, he took Her Majesty and fled to the Kingdom of Faerghus. Then, after a time, he returned to seize power. Joining forces with Prime Minister Aegir and my father, Lord Arundel rendered Emperor Ionius IX...politically impotent. Lady Edelgard is Ionius IX's daughter. I cannot begin to fathom the depth of her sadness at his betrayal. I see something of Lord Arundel in you... When I look at you, I feel I can almost see a second self lurking beneath the surface. It is as if you are in constant dialogue with something inside your heart—something with desires very different from your own. Does that description feel familiar to you at all? Because to me you seem unpredictable. As though you could turn traitor at any moment.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No, not familiar at all.
    • Choice 2: There might be something to that.
  • Hubert: The more I learn about you, the less I like. I had thought you might be of use to Lady Edelgard. But now I am beginning to think you may, through no fault of your own, present too great a risk. I hope you will prove me wrong, Professor. I would hate for this to come to bloodshed.

A Support Edit

  • Hubert: Nice place, isn't it, Professor? Standing here, you can almost feel the goddess's absence. Discounting what dwells within you, of course. Do you think some punishment would rain down from the sky if this monastery were to be destroyed? Of course not. Even if the so-called Immaculate One came back here for revenge... That would only be a result of this war, not the work of a deity.
  • Byleth: Do you hate the goddess?
  • Hubert: If it is between love and hate, then I would choose the latter. The goddess failed to properly govern this world. That is why it is necessary for Lady Edelgard to become the supreme leader of Fódlan. Those with power must use it wisely. Is that not a teaching of the Church of Seiros? It's absurd to preach to others what you cannot practice yourself.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sometimes it's necessary.
    • Choice 2: You're absolutely right.
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: That is logical, but I am afraid your logic is informed by your humanity.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes. It is our humanity that pushes us to step up and take the lead should the need arise.
  • Hubert: That is not the case for inhuman creatures with lifespans well beyond our own. We must fight to preserve what makes us human. You are the one closest to the enemy. I wonder if you will be able to maintain your humanity to the end.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Of course I will.
    • Choice 2: If I'm unable to...
  • Hubert:
    • Choice 1 response: You make it sound easy. I find myself trusting you. Even with my life.
    • Choice 2 response: Does that mean you know I will do what must be done? You must trust me a great deal.
  • Hubert: Heh. I've already dedicated my life to Lady Edelgard. To throw my lot in with you is inconceivable. But if I had two lives to give... I might devote one of them to you. Not as master and servant, but as equal partners.

With Ferdinand Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hello, Professor. May I speak with you?
    • (Black Eagles) You seem to hold Edelgard in high esteem. That is my impression, at least.
    • (Blue Lions/Golden Deer) I was just wondering, what do you think of Edelgard? You seem to hold her in high esteem.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: She's a good student.
    • Choice 2: She's got a lot to learn.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Hm. She is certainly talented. No doubt about that. But I wonder... What is your opinion of me? I am quite talented too, am I not?
    • Choice 2 response: Well now! That is not what I expected you to say. You clearly have high standards. And what is your opinion of me? I am at least her equal, am I not?
  • Ferdinand: Be honest. Do not hold back. Pretend that I am just a regular person, not the scion of a noble house.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think you two are evenly matched.
    • Choice 2: I don't want to hurt your feelings, but...
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Evenly matched?! Me? With her?!
    • Choice 2 response: You think she is better than me?!
  • Ferdinand: I was just being modest before. Honestly, I have always prided myself on being superior to Edelgard. But evidently that is not your perspective. Hmm... I suppose there is only one thing to do. I must demonstrate my excellence!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's not necessary.
    • Choice 2: I can't stop you.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Nonsense! You have entirely underestimated my abilities!
    • Choice 2 response: Precisely! You cannot stop me! I will prove that you have drastically underestimated me.
  • Ferdinand: You think I could ignore such a slight upon my honor? Not likely. Come, Professor!
  • Byleth: …

(scene transition)

  • Ferdinand: We will begin with battle. Edelgard's skills in combat are no match for mine. I heard that, just the other day, she defeated a Demonic Beast without assistance. Well, anything Edelgard can do, I can do better—and in half the time! Professor, you can be my eyewitness and timekeeper. Here we go!

(two Demonic Beasts appear)

  • Ferdinand: Two at once? That's... Well, it will be fine.

(screen fades to black)

  • Ferdinand: Argh! I can't do it! It seems you have saved my life. I... Thank you, Professor.

B Support Edit

  • Ferdinand: Hah! Haagh! Take that! Yaa! Aaargh!

(Byleth enters)

  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're fighting more intensely than usual.
    • Choice 2: What's up?
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes. I am in a hurry.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, you know. There is always something. It never ends. Lately I have been feeling uneasy. Impatient.
  • Ferdinand: Edelgard claims victory after victory. She never stops. Five years ago, she ascended the throne and swept away the corrupt nobles. My father included. I always thought I would be the one to unseat him. But she did it instead—with all the ease and indifference of someone cracking an egg.
    • (Crimson Flower) Now, as the head of House Aegir, I serve Edelgard. I have to accept that I am her subordinate, working beneath her to reunify Fódlan.
    • (Other Routes) She put my father under house arrest. She stripped House Aegir of its power. Rather than accepting a role as her puppet, I left. Now I fight to topple the Empire.
  • Ferdinand: The disparity between Edelgard and myself is...obvious. She never stops moving forward. Single-minded. Never wavering. But where does that leave me? Here, flailing about, going nowhere, contributing nothing...
  • Byleth: That's not true.
  • Ferdinand: But it is! That is the reality. Not once, since our days at the academy, have I exceeded Edelgard's abilities. I saw her as a worthy opponent. She did not even see me as a contender. She did not even consider me at all. As the head of the noble House Aegir, I must be able to achieve results. But all my efforts have come to nothing. Results are everything. I have not shown results, so I will be stagnating here forever.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: But you have achieved results!
    • Choice 2: It's the journey, not the destination.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: I appreciate your kind words, but you are wrong.
    • Choice 2 response: I appreciate that, but it is not enough to persuade me.
  • Ferdinand: I know that I have a massive wall to climb, and I must climb it alone. Even so...may I ask a favor?
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Ferdinand: Professor, please keep an eye on my progress. I would appreciate if you were always by my side, bearing witness to my accomplishments.

A Support Edit

(Ferdinand reading a book)

  • Ferdinand: Hmm. What an interesting way of looking at life.

(Byleth enters)

  • Ferdinand: Ah, it is you! Just at the right time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're working late.
    • Choice 2: The right time?
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, is it nighttime already? I must have gotten carried away.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Ferdinand: There is something I wanted to discuss. Something about you... I am starting to believe that you are a true hero. You hold the lost Crest, you wield the Sword of the Creator, and you lead everyone in battle against great enemies. Not only that, but you are a strategist. You give everyone direction, so they know what needs to be done.

(Alternative) You stand alongside rulers, supporting them, advising them.

  • Ferdinand: You do not seem particularly ambitious. And yet, you accomplish so much.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's high praise.
    • Choice 2: That's true. I'm not ambitious.
  • Ferdinand:
    • Choice 1 response: I am not exaggerating. Everything I said is true.
    • Choice 2 response: I am amazed that you can say so.
  • Ferdinand: I have been reading about the history of Faerghus, you know. The Kingdom's founder, Loog, the "King of Lions", had two advisors. One of them was Pan, the "undesiring strategist". According to historical records, Pan wanted nothing for himself. He devoted himself entirely to Loog. He had tremendous power, but he never seemed concerned about his legacy. So, in the old chronicles, there is hardly any mention of Pan's deeds. All that we know is that he helped Loog, his friend and leader.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: To think, someone could be so virtuous.
    • Choice 2: I've never heard of Pan.
  • Ferdinand: It is not surprising that you have never heard of him. I did not even know his name until recently.
  • Ferdinand: But when I watch how you conduct yourself, I feel that I am seeing the unknown deeds of Pan. It is only a thought, of course, but it makes me feel rather happy. Even if it not in the pages of a history book, a life can be full of achievement!
    • (Crimson Flower) I know that I will never be greater than Edelgard. She will always surpass me.
    • (Other Routes) I know that I will never prevail over Edelgard. Even if I defeat her on the battlefield…
  • Ferdinand: I am what I am. Like you and this "undesiring strategist". I will do what I'm called to do, even if no mark of me remains in the history books.

With Linhardt Edit

C Support Edit

  • Linhardt: Well, hello, Professor. You came all the way to my room to— Oh. You've brought the materials from your lecture I slept through. I appreciate it. Thank you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I won't do this again.
    • Choice 2: Don't miss the lectures.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: It's rare for a nice professor like you to be so strict. Please, Professor. You must understand how difficult it is for me to fight the demon of drowsiness.
    • Choice 2 response: It's not that I want to miss lectures...exactly. Drowsiness is my archnemesis. For some reason I just can't seem to win against it.
  • Linhardt: Just talking about it makes me sleepy...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's wake you up with a bit of training, then.
    • Choice 2: A trip to town might help your mood.
    • Choice 3: You're not motivated enough.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh no, I couldn't possibly. I would certainly injure myself if I tried to train while drowsy.
    • Choice 2 response: That sounds more than a little exhausting. I think I'll stay in.
    • Choice 3 response: It's not that I don't have enough motivation. The problem is that I don't have any at all. Not for useless things.
  • Linhardt: I must compliment you though. By this point in most conversations, I'm bored senseless. But I'm enjoying this. I wonder why... What is it about you that fascinates me so? You're definitely a strange one.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not strange.
    • Choice 2: Maybe so.
  • Linhardt: In truth, your very nature is odd. You're definitely not a commoner, but you don't seem like a noble, either. You're...something else. Or you could be a villain who came here to enact some evil plot. That wouldn't surprise me either.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not a villain.
    • Choice 2: Is that what you think?
  • Linhardt: Hey, Professor... Will you ever allow me to investigate that Crest of yours? It won't hurt a bit, I swear. I'm sure I could find out all sorts of things about your Crest...and you. Of course, I'm not as experienced with such research as Professor Hanneman, but I do what I can. Someday, I think I might like to become a Crest scholar. You never know.
  • Byleth: Hm...
  • Linhardt: Oh, don't trouble yourself. I didn't mean now. I've got a lot of other research I'm working on at the moment. I tend to start a project, get bored, and then leave it be. I might be ready to investigate your Crest soon. I'd have to tidy up a bit first. On that note... Goodnight, Professor.

B Support Edit

  • Linhardt: …
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What are you doing?
    • Choice 2: Are you thinking about the battle?
  • Linhardt: It's just... I was wondering why it seems as if no one values their own lives. Why do we fight until we die? Why do we kill without hesitation? I hate it. I don't like taking lives or even the sight of blood. In the last battle, some of the soldiers under my command died for foolish reasons. Those soldiers could have pulled back... Instead, they kept fighting...and were overrun. Am I supposed to be satisfied with the victory alone? Even at the cost of such life?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No, I couldn't be satisfied with that.
    • Choice 2: Yes, I could be satisfied with that.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1: Exactly. I don't see the point. Honor? That's a foolish reason to give your life. Glory? Even worse.
    • Choice 2: Really? I— Trading someone's life for a bit of honor and glory... You'll pardon me if I say I find that repulsive.
  • Linhardt: Just the thought frightens me. I'm not suited for battle, Professor.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's not something you can control.
    • Choice 2: There are some fights you can't run from.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1: I'm happy you feel that way, but... It seems like so much in our world is decided by who wins or loses a fight. Very little is accomplished via diplomacy or even simple decency.
    • Choice 2: I suppose that's the nature of the world, isn't it?
  • Linhardt: Professor, you take the time to lead me and teach me like this every day... Could the reason be that you don't want me to die on the battlefield?
  • Byleth: As long as I'm here, I won't let you die.
  • Linhardt: That's a bold statement, Professor. But for whatever reason, I want to believe you... You really are a strange person, you know. Professor, I wish to ask something of you. I...I don't want to kill. I don't want blood on my hands. I just want to lie on my back and soak up the sun filtering down through the trees... And I want you to help me make that reality.

A Support Edit

  • Linhardt: Hmm... Ah, yes...
  • Linhardt: Professor. What brings you out so late?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I heard a strange voice.
    • Choice 2: I could ask you the same.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1: Oh, um... That was likely my voice.
    • Choice 2: n/a
  • Linhardt: I've been worrying about something...
  • Linhardt: I once asked you tot help me make this the sort of world where I can simply nap my days away.
  • Linhardt: Then I thought, if the world becomes a peaceful place, all my Crest research might be for naught...
  • Byleth: Why's that?
  • Linhardt: Well, I don't see how Crests have much use in times of peace.
  • Linhardt: Certainly there are Crests that make you stronger and could be used in engineering.
  • Linhardt: And I suppose Crests that increase magical abilities might help doctors heal injuries...
  • Linhardt: Still, the possibilities seem limited.
  • Linhardt: It's as if Crests were designed to be used only in times of war.
  • Linhardt: Their power meant to bring about death and destruction.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Maybe you're right.
    • Choice 2: I don't really understand.
  • Linhardt: I cannot prove what I say is true, but suppose for a moment that it is...
  • Linhardt: The longer this war goes on, the more useful my Crest research becomes.
  • Linhardt: But if the war were to end today, we would go on living, perhaps not using the power of our Crests at all.
  • Linhardt: It is truly my dream to be a Crest scholar, but I also dream of all the wonderful naps peace would bring.
  • Linhardt: Saying it all out loud, it feels a rather stupid thing to worry over. Knowledge or peace? Sleep or war?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's not stupid.
    • Choice 2: You shouldn't worry about it if it's stupid.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1: Thank you, Professor. I appreciate the sentiment.
    • Choice 2: You know, you're right. In the end, maybe it's not that stupid after all. It certainly isn't to me...
  • Linhardt: Although, if I stop researching Crests, I'll have one less excuse to spend time with you.
  • Linhardt: Professor. Don't make faces like that.
  • Linhardt: People like you who listen to my blathering and then nod and smile as though I say matters?
  • Linhardt: People like you are very precious to me.

S Support Edit

  • Linhardt: Professor, I've been waiting for you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: How did you know I was coming here?
    • Choice 2: You've livelier than normal.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1: How much time do you suppose we have spent together? Enough that I believe I can predict how you'll feel about something.
    • Choice 2: Oh, is it noticeable?
  • Linhardt: The truth is... I want to ask you a once-in-a-lifetime question.
  • Byleth: Once in a lifetime?
  • Linhardt: Um... Yes.
  • Linhardt: I know that the end of the war hasn't granted you limitless free time.
  • Linhardt: But you must have more time on your hands than you did during the war, yes?
  • Linhardt: Would you spend that time with me?
  • Linhardt: I want to know more about you. I want to solve the mysteries that surround you.
  • Linhardt: I don't think I'll ever meet anyone more intoxicating than yourself.
  • Linhardt: I want you to be mine and I want to be yours.
  • Linhardt: Here is proof of my desire. Will you accept it?
  • Byleth: Of course. I love you, Lindhardt.
  • Linhardt: Oh, thank goodness! I don't know what I would have done with myself had you turned me down.
  • Linhardt: Though, I feel like I've come to understand rather a lot about you.
  • Linhardt: So I didn't honestly think you'd reject me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Wow, you're very confident.
    • Choice 2: Hmm...
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, just wait. I will understand you even more.
    • Choice 2 response: You doubt me? But I was proven correct the very moment you took the ring.
  • Linhardt: Our future together has only just begun.
  • Linhardt: Before I become bored of this business, I wish to learn all there is about your Crest and your strength.
  • Linhardt: And perhaps we'll even come up with ways I could help you guide Fódlan.
  • Linhardt: I as a Crest scholar and you as a leader of Fódlan...
  • Linhardt: We will take our first steps together into this new world, the two of us working as one.
  • Linhardt: Once things settle down, we can retire to the countryside.
  • Linhardt: A place where the air is fresh, the lakes are full of fish, the sun is warm, and where we may nap deeply.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I should've known this was about naps.
    • Choice 2: I'm not into napping...
  • Linhardt: Without naps, life is nothing but work!
  • Linhardt: I value you too much to let you spend your whole life laboring for others. You're the hero of Fódlan after all.
  • Linhardt: Besides, naps are the entire point of retirement!
  • Linhardt: It may be some time until we can nap under a tree, peaceful sunlight filtering through the branches...
  • Linhardt: But when that day comes? To have you there lying by my side...
  • Linhardt: Paradise. And we will have made it so.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Linhardt: Professor, you're late.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What do you mean?
    • Choice 2: We didn't have plans to meet.
    • Choice 3: Oh, sorry!
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: To tell the truth, it was an act of sheer hope that I might find you here.
    • Choice 2 response: True, but a young man can hope to accidentally bump into someone.
    • Choice 3 response: My apologies, Professor. It was a bit of a joke. I’ve been waiting here because I thought you might come by.
  • Linhardt: I'm glad to find I was right. I hoped to find you so I might ask... Well, I would very much like to research your Crest.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not right now.
    • Choice 2: Why would I let you do that?
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: Does that mean you might be interested eventually? Let's decide the place and time right now, then. What? Is that not acceptable?
    • Choice 2 response: Because it would be terribly interesting?
  • Linhardt: Anyway... Have you heard the legend of this place, Professor? It's a sentimental one to be sure. The story goes that if two people share a vow at the Goddess Tower, they'll be bound together forever. Hm, or was it that they'll be cursed forever? One or the other for certain. All the same, I think it's a rather lovely legend.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It doesn't sound that lovely to me.
    • Choice 2: Tell me more.
  • Linhardt: Well, I suppose it does depend on your enjoyment of potentially mistranslated myths. Professor, be warned. This may seem forward of me… However, let's vow that one day I will be allowed to research your Crest as much as I please.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think not.
    • Choice 2: Excuse me?
  • Linhardt: I've overstepped my bounds again, haven't I? It's just that today is such a special day and, well, I suppose I got caught up in all the excitement. How about this instead? Let's agree to meet here again one day, just the two of us.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: If the opportunity arises.
    • Choice 2: I agree.
  • Linhardt:
    • Choice 1 response: Such an opportunity won't just arise, we have to make it happen for ourselves. I look forward to that day.
    • Choice 2 response: I look forward to that day. I really do…

With Caspar Edit

C Support Edit

  • Byleth: …

(Caspar walks up behind Byleth)

  • Caspar: Hey, Professor! What's going on?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Quiet.
    • Choice 2: There's a suspicious man…
  • Caspar:
    • Choice 1 response: Uh, OK. Why are we being so quiet though? Ah! Look at that guy! he looks pretty suspicious.
    • Choice 2 response: A suspicious man? Where? Oh! Is that him?

(screen fades to show the suspicious man then fades back to Byleth and Caspar)

  • Caspar: What do you think he's up to? Never mind that, let's get him!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's keep watching for now.
    • Choice 2: Suspicion isn't enough to go on.
  • Caspar:
    • Choice 1 response: Keep watch? So boring.
    • Choice 2 response: Why not? We can figure out what he's up to after we capture him.
  • Caspar: My instincts tell me that he's up to no good, and my instincts are never wrong. C'mon, let's get him before he has a chance to strike!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You need to calm down…
    • Choice 2: That path he's walking leads to…
  • Caspar:
    • Choice 1 response: There's no time to calm down! I'm just gonna— Oh no! the Path he's walking down leads to the plaza where the kids play…
    • Choice 2 response: Huh? Ahh! It leads to the plaza where the kids play!
  • Caspar: There's no way I'm letting this guy get anywhere near those kids!

(Caspar runs and screen fades to black) (Caspar and Byleth in front of a knight)

  • Caspar: Urgh...
  • Knight of Seiros: Caspar. Why did you disobey your professor?
  • Caspar: Ah. Well, I—
  • Knight of Seiros: I am not seeking excuses from you. I asked you because I want you to consider your actions and apologize for them. It just so happens that you were correct in your assumption that this man was a villain. If that were not so, he would have not chosen to take is own life upon seeing you advancing towards him.
  • Caspar: Great! So I was—
  • Knight of Seiros: But because of your actions, that is all we know. There is no way for us to know who he was, what he was planning to do, or if he has allies lurking about. The only lead we have is a scorpion tattoo on his arm. If this indicates that he was a member of an underground organization, we have no way of dealing with it! Are you prepared to be held responsible if his group commits a serious crime?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It was my fault for failing to stop him.
    • Choice 2: As his professor, I will take responsibility.
  • Knight of Seiros: Oh, I couldn't possibly—
  • Caspar: What are you talking about, Professor? We didn't do anything wrong! Those kids might have been in danger if we didn't act. I couldn't just stand by and let that happen!

(Caspar runs off screen)

  • Byleth: ...

B Support Edit

  • Caspar: Hey, Professor. Something's been bothering me... Remember that suspicious guy I chased after back when I was a student? A knight scolded me for it, but at the time, I really thought I was doing the right thing. Now that I've had more experience on the battlefield though...

(Imperial General runs in)

  • Imperial General: I've been looking for you. There isn't much time, so I'll keep this brief. The knights encountered a band of brigands while out marching. It was hard fought, but we prevailed. Our soldiers are highly trained, but the enemy was formidable and we weren't expecting combat... There were a number of casualties among our troops.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I pray for their souls.
    • Choice 2: Why report this to me?
  • Imperial General:
    • Choice 1 response: Much appreciated, but there's a reason I need to bring this to your attention…
    • Choice 2 response: There is something I wanted to bring to your attention…
  • Imperial General: The brigands all bore identical tattoos of a scorpion on their arms. Please keep an eye out for that mark in the future.
  • Caspar: Oh no...
  • Byleth: Thank you.
  • Imperial General: Don't mention it. If you'll excuse me, I need to get back to my duties.

(Imperial General exits)

  • Caspar: Heh. Heck of a coincidence, right? Soon as I mention that suspicious guy, this happens...
    • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: …
    • Choice 2: It's good to hear they've finally been dealt with.
  • Caspar: But some of the knights died in combat.
  • Caspar: They died because of what I did five years ago. This is my fault... If I'd stayed quiet and tracked the guy down like you said, we would've stopped those brigands sooner. And I wouldn't have blood on my hands.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not necessarily.
    • Choice 2: But he might have harmed the children
  • Caspar:
    • Choice 1 response: It's no use trying to comfort me. You know I'm right. Just say it. Those poor knights... It's all my fault...
    • Choice 2 response: But he probably wouldn't have! Now those knights... They're never coming back... We both know it... This is all my fault...

A Support Edit

  • Caspar: Do you have a minute, Professor? I gotta talk to you. I've been thinking a lot about those brigands with the scorpio tattoos, and I realized something. I mean, I'll feel better if I get this off my chest, right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's hear it.
    • Choice 2: You don't have to tell me.
  • Caspar:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: No, I really want you to hear this. I've never thought about something so hard in my life!
  • Caspar: OK. Listen. I think... I can't deny who I am. I know you were right five years ago when you told me not to chase after that suspicious guy... But I still can't get over the possibility that he might have hurt those kids. I would have regretted not stopping him for the rest of my life. There's no way I could forgive myself. It sounds awful to say, but the safety of those kids is more important to me than the knights we lost. I'm sorry, Professor, but I can't promise that I won't disobey your orders in the future.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's OK.
    • Choice 2: It's my job to take that into account.
  • Caspar: I know. It's too big a risk to keep me around...I won't cause a fuss. I'll just pack my bags and... Wait. What?
  • Byleth: I think you misunderstood.
  • Caspar: I-I guess so! You're really OK with me sticking around? Even if I might not always follow orders? People could get hurt if you let me keep doing things my way.
  • Byleth: We'll make it work.
  • Caspar: Just like that? I almost can't believe it... I really struggled to come to this decision, you know! I want to stand by your side, but I won't stop standing up for what I believe in. I know I might cause trouble for everyone, but... I just... You know, I... Oh, I give up. I've got nothing else to say. I should've just kept my mouth shut.
  • Byleth: It's OK. I'm counting on you.
  • Caspar: Yeah, I know. Thanks, Professor. Thanks for accepting me for who I am... I'm glad I get to keep fighting by your side.

With Bernadetta Edit

C Support Edit

(Bernadetta is speaking with a woman)

  • Woman: Thank you, Lady Bernadetta. I will take my leave.
  • Bernadetta: Oh, good. Bye! Uh, good-bye!

(The woman leaves)

  • Bernadetta: Finally...Oh, that was awful. Just terrifying.

(Byleth arrives)

  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What's going on?
    • Choice 2: What's terrifying?
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah! Please don't sneak up on me like that! It was nothing big. That lady just wanted me to show her around a bit. But strangers are just so nerve-racking.
    • Choice 2 response: Ah! Please don't sneak up on me like that! That lady asked me to show her around! I tried to be polite but strangers are just so nerve-racking.
  • Byleth: You've never seemed scared of me.
  • Bernadetta: Oh yeah? How about when I first met you and I wouldn't come out of the corner or even uncover my face? Actually, now that you mention it, it's funny. Once I started talking to you, I stopped feeling scared. I wonder why... You know, Professor, you might be the first person I've been able to speak to normally since I got here and I have no idea why.
  • Byleth: I'm glad, regardless.
  • Bernadetta: I'm happy about it too! When we first started out here, we had to do drills...outside. I skipped those every chance I got. It's a terrible idea— going out in the forest with all these people you don't even know! Thanks to you, though, I can actually make it through class now. I'm grateful for that. I don't know what I'd do...if you weren't here...
  • Byleth: It's all right.
  • Bernadetta: Sorry... I'm OK... I am OK. I'm doing just fine. I feel safe here, thanks to you.
  • Byleth: By the way, was that you singing in the greenhouse?
  • Bernadetta: What? Y-you saw that? Why would you see that?! You were watching me?! That crosses the line, Professor! Singing? Me?! Why would I be singing? I'd never be singing! Ah! I've never been so humiliated!

(Bernadetta runs away)

  • Bernadetta: (Off-screen) Useless! Worthless! Unmarriageable! Augh!
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Bernadetta: Great weather today. Perfect for shutting yourself inside, don't you think?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think I'll head outside, actually.
    • Choice 2: Definitely.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, you go right ahead. I'll be right here. The better the weather, the less crowded it is in here. I can't pass up having all this space to myself.
    • Choice 2 response: I'm glad you get it. With great weather like this, there'll be no one inside to bother us.
  • Bernadetta: I love feeling like I'm all alone in the world...
  • Byleth: What made you such a recluse?
  • Bernadetta: Oh, that. Well, I guess I can tell you, Professor. My father's obsessed with money. He's only ever seen me as bait for a rich husband. To train me to be a good, submissive wife, he'd do things like tie me to a chair and leave me there all day, challenging me to stay quiet. I tried hard to do as he asked. Honestly, I did. But before I knew it, I just couldn't bring myself to leave my room anymore.
    • Update: Oh, that. Well, I guess I can tell you, Professor. My father's obsessed with money. He's only ever seen me as bait for a rich husband. To train me to be a good wife, he'd do things like tie me to a chair. I tried hard to do as he asked. Honestly, I did. But before I knew it, I just couldn't bring myself to leave my room anymore.
  • Byleth: Why not?
  • Bernadetta: I just had this overwhelming feeling of fear all the time. No matter how hard I tried, my father never thought I was good enough. After that, it was just constant scolding. He couldn't say two words to me without mentioning how useless I was. An unmarriageable girl. My life was isolated to say the least. I wasn't allowed to play with other kids, let alone make friends. Soon, I stopped wanting that. I was happiest alone. But even that made him mad. And when he tried to drag me outside, I kicked and screamed so much I seriously hurt myself. He's calmed down a bit in recent years. His constant torment was replaced with complete indifference. He mostly acts like I don't exist now.
  • Byleth: How did you end up at the monastery?
  • Bernadetta: If you can believe it, I was basically kidnapped. My mother ordered an attendant to stuff me in a bag while I was sleeping. By the time I figured out what was going on, I was already here. For a while, I was sure I was going to die. But here I am. Look at me...still breathing. Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to get you down, talking like that about my past! Just forget everything I told you. There's no point in talking about myself anyway. (To herself) Idiot! Oh this is why everyone hates you, Bernie!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Don't worry about it.
    • Choice 2: Thank you for confiding in me
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: You're the only one who would ever say such a kind thing to me, Professor...
    • Choice 2 response: What? N-no, it's not... Oh, Professor! How can you be so kind to me?! I don't deserve it...
  • Bernadetta: I'm sorry! Please don't look at me!

A Support Edit

  • Bernadetta: I can't believe how long it's been since I left home. Since I was dragged out of the house, I mean. Five whole years. It's weird to think about.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Weird in what way?
    • Choice 2: Do you want to go back?
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1: At first, I remember I was desperate to go back, but now, it's the opposite.
    • Choice 2: No! But if you'd asked me that five years ago, I'd have said the opposite.
  • Bernadetta: I have friends here, and I have you. The monastery's become a second home to me. Back then, I never would've dreamed a day like this would come.
  • Byleth: I'm happy for you.
  • Bernadetta: It's all thanks to you! You've given me a second chance at life! If not for you, I never would have gotten used to leaving my room, let alone the monastery. Maybe the battlefield's just dulled my senses. I'm much better with strangers and new places now though. I don't panic nearly as much as before.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Could you go somewhere new by yourself?
    • Choice 2: I have some independent work for you, then.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: A new place? All on my own?
    • Choice 2 response: What? Independent? As in, alone?
  • Bernadetta: That sounds like a tough assignment. Where did this come from all of a sudden? Hey, hold on... You're teasing me, aren't you?! Please don't joke around like that anymore! It's torture for me!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: All right, all right.
    • Choice 2: I can't commit to that…
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: You're still not taking me seriously! I mean it.
    • Choice 2 response: Come on, Professor! I'm begging you!
  • Bernadetta: Promise me you won't do that again! Friends respect each other's feelings, don't they?
  • Byleth: OK. I promise.
  • Bernadetta: Good... I'll hold you to that. You're absolutely not allowed to send me out anywhere on my own! Got it? You would need to come with me. If you're with me, I can go anywhere in the world.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'll follow you at a distance.
    • Choice 2: I'll be with you in spirit
    • Choice 3: We can ask another professor.
  • Bernadetta: No, that defeats the purpose! Why can't you get what I'm saying?! Oh, that's enough. I need some time alone...

S Support Edit

  • Bernadetta: How did you know I was here?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I thought you might be hiding.
    • Choice 2: I've been looking all over for you.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: You know me too well. That's exactly what I was about to do.
    • Choice 2 response: Huh? All that trouble just for me?! The truth is... I've been shutting myself away again.
  • Bernadetta: Once I got to thinking about the war being over, a lot of my old fears started to return. I'm afraid to go home... afraid to see my parents... I don't know what to do! Please, help me!
  • Byleth: Come with me.
  • Bernadetta: Wait! Where are we going?! Don't make me go!

(scene transition; Goddess Tower)

  • Bernadetta: The Goddess Tower? What are we doing here? This is it... We're all alone... The perfect time... You're going to kill me, aren't you?!
  • Byleth: I would never do that.
  • Bernadetta: All right, I've made my peace, and for what it's worth, I'm glad it's— Wait, you wouldn't? Of course you wouldn't. I'm not even worth killing, am I? I knew it all along. I'll go lock myself away now...
  • Byleth: I love you, Bernie. I want you to have this.

(Byleth offers his mother's ring)

  • Bernadetta: Wh-what did you just say? Is that... a ring?! Well, um... This is, um.... What kind of ring is this? When a man gives a woman a ring, it usually only means... Is that what this means? I... I don't know what to say! I accept! Of course I accept! This means... I'll be able to shut myself away in peace again. You can go off doing your hero things, and I'll hold down the fort!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Don't I get a say in this?!
    • Choice 2: That's not happening.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: What?! Don't tell me you want me to keep leaving the house! Fine, but in that case, I have a favor to ask.
    • Choice 2 response: No, come on, please! You just won't let me off the hook, will you? In that case, I have a favor to ask.
  • Bernadetta: There's a reason I've been able to cope with going out of the monastery so much. It's because I've been with you. I'll never completely get over my anxiety... of my fear of strangers... or my compulsive need to run and hide. So whenever you tell me to go outside, I want you to come with me. Wherever we go, whatever we do... I want us to be together, always.
  • Byleth: That sounds perfect.
  • Bernadetta: Because when I'm with you, I feel... Wait. Did you agree? You mean it?! Ah, you're the greatest! I... I love you so much! We're going to be so happy together!

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Bernadetta: Ah! Wh-what's that?! Ghost?! Is it a ghost?! Don't eat me!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Calm down, it's OK.
    • Choice 2: It's just your professor.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: It'll eat the skin right off my bones and no one will ever— Huh? Oh, it's you, Professor. What a relief.
    • Choice 2 response: I knew it! I said, Bernie, this place is haunted, you'll just get eaten by the ghost of some dusty old professor or— Oh. Oh, it's you.
  • Byleth: You can relax now.
  • Bernadetta: Right. I'm better now. Thanks. But try not to scare me like that again, please... With the ball happening tonight, I was sure there wouldn't be anyone here. And from far off, you look... Well, you kinda have a spooky silhouette. I guess you haven't heard the legend?
  • Byleth: Legend?
  • Bernadetta: Oh, so if a couple swears a vow on the night of the ball, the goddess grants their wish? That's amazing! Is it true? I guess that's the sort of thing you miss when you spend all your time avoiding people. But wouldn't it be nice to spend some time alone with a nice guy in this lonely tower, cut off from all the rest of the world? Anyway… Oh, Professor! Since you're here and all, could I ask you for a favor? As you probably know by now, it's my lifelong dream to live in solitude forever… So could you help me to swear that vow?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Nice try.
    • Choice 2: I can't promise that.
  • Bernadetta:
    • Choice 1 response: Saw right through me, huh?
    • Choice 2 response: Guess you're right. It probably wouldn't work out so well for me, would it?
  • Bernadetta: Ah, well. No use complaining. Actually, I'm happy I got to see you here tonight. Even if it was just by coincidence. Would you mind staying a little longer? It's nice and quiet, and the sky's really pretty. I quite like the atmosphere. On a night like this, being out in the open doesn't seem so bad…

With Dorothea Edit

C Support Edit

  • Dorothea: Well, I had fun today. Of course, you'll want to see me again, yes?
  • Knight: O-of course! I'd love to, Dorothea!
  • Dorothea: Well, until we meet again! Oh! Hello, Professor. Were you...watching that?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's a different guy than I saw you with yesterday.
    • Choice 2: …
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes... Is there a problem with that?
    • Choice 2: response: You look like you have something to say, Professor.
  • Dorothea: Look, I know what I'm doing. My acclaim as a diva won't last forever, after all. I must look to the future. As a man, you may not feel so rushed about these things, but I know my beauty will eventually fade.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: We all feel anxiety about aging.
    • Choice 2: Getting older doesn't bother me at all.
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: You? Really? I never would have guessed.
    • Choice 2 response: I wish I could be that easygoing.
  • Dorothea: Anyway, I'm not just playing games with these boys. This is for my future. You have no right to object. I very much want to find a good partner here at the academy. Someone who will take care of me for the rest of my life.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Do what you will.
    • Choice 2: Is that really what you want?
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: I'm glad you understand. Not everyone appreciates the necessity of taking the initiative while you're still in your prime. Or are you just saying that?
    • Choice 2 response: Finding someone to take care of me? Of course it is! Who could ask for anything more?
  • Dorothea: Anyway, I value your opinion, Professor, but I won't have you interfering with my life plans. Unless you'd like to take care of me into my old age? That'd be something, eh? How about it, Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: OK.
    • Choice 2: I don't think so.
  • Dorothea: I wasn't— You aren't being serious, are you? I was just teasing. Or did you really just consider spending your whole life with me? If you did that...that actually makes me... It makes me happy. I had no idea you might look at me that way. You've gotten awfully quiet... You might even be blushing a bit. Have I embarrassed you? If so, I'm very, very sorry. I should be going anyway. I'll see you later... Professor.

B Support Edit

  • Dorothea: …
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What's wrong?
    • Choice 2: Troubles with love?
  • Dorothea: Professor?! I— Oh...don't worry. It's nothing.
  • Dorothea: …
  • Dorothea: Actually, could we talk for a bit? Somewhere a little more...private?

(scene transition)

  • Dorothea: …
  • Dorothea: I'm just gonna come right out and say it. I find you a little difficult to be around. I know, I know. I'm your student and you're just trying to watch out for me. But the way you look at me sometimes...it's like you're seeing right through me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm sorry.
    • Choice 2: Seeing through you?
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: No, don't apologize. I know you don't mean anything bad by it. I'm just self-conscious, I guess.
    • Choice 2 response: Don't worry. I know you don't mean anything bad by it. I'm just too self-conscious, I guess.
  • Dorothea: The thing is, I don't have anything to call my own. No land, no birthright, no fortune. Little knowledge or battle skill. I think that's why I always clung to my popularity as a diva. Even after leaving the stage behind, I sort of kept up the act. When I look at you, it's like your eyes are accusing me... Telling me that you see right through it. That's what I mean when I say it's difficult being around you. Hey, uh, this might be nuts, but maybe you could show me some kind of weakness of yours?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Excuse me?
    • Choice 2: I have no weaknesses.
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: You know my biggest fear.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, come on, Professor. Everyone has some kind of weakness. You know mine.
  • Dorothea: If I know one of yours, maybe I'll feel less, I don't know...vulnerable.
  • Byleth: Well, if it would really help...
  • Dorothea: Excellent. Well then, don't mind me. You know, Professor, I never hear any gossip about you. Of a romantic nature, I mean. Would I be right in assuming you're not very...experienced with romance? Maybe we should find out somehow... Um... Professor? What's with you? Why aren't you reacting to anything I'm doing? Oh, come on! Is your heart even beating? You're making me lose my confidence...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sorry.
    • Choice 2: Actually, my heart isn't beating.
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: That's all right. I didn't really think a little tease like that would be enough to get to you, anyway. Though it does still make me lose just a little confidence in my own charms...
    • Choice 2 response: Ha, don't be so silly... Huh? It really isn't beating?! Is what I'd say if I were more gullible. You're just fooling around, Professor. I'm not sure how you did it, but that was a good one.

A Support Edit

  • Dorothea: This may seem a bit sudden, but...I want to thank you, Professor. That is, for letting me live my life the way I want. I've noticed you've been giving me fewer of those soul-revealing gazes lately. I appreciate you making an effort to not trouble yourself over who I spend my time with.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: So, you found me out...
    • Choice 2: I don't know what you mean.
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: Well, of course. Did you think I wouldn't notice?
    • Choice 2 response: If you say so... But I notice you doing it all the same.
  • Dorothea: It's kind of sweet, in its own way. Professor, may I tell you a story about when I was younger? I was an orphan, living in the back alleys of Enbarr, until one day I was overheard singing... That was when my new life began. I was suddenly a songstress in the Mittelfrank Opera Company. Performers, nobility... I met so many people. But none of them ever really knew me. I was just some young, pretty girl who could sing, a spectacle to be admired. Even though everyone praised my looks and my voice, and they showered me with gifts... I knew, one day, I'd be old. My looks would fade, my voice would change, I wouldn't sound the same. And I started to wonder, when I did get old, what would I have left? I'd be old, alone...and back on the streets of the capital, right where I'd started.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't believe that's true.
    • Choice 2: I won't let you be alone.
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: You can never be certain about what the future will bring.
    • Choice 2 response: That's sweet of you, even if you are just flirting.
  • Dorothea: I never had much to begin with in life, and I worry that one day, I'll be that way again... That's why I keep searching for someone who will love me. Someone unaware of the songstress, who can love a girl that used to be scared and alone on the streets of the capital... I wonder if such a strange person can even exist.

S Support Edit

  • Dorothea: Oh, is this where you've been? Everyone's looking for you. With the war over, I'd like to think they's at least give you a few days' rest. Don't worry, I won't tell them you're here. It's a rare occasion for me to have you all to myself.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not looking for a guy to share the victory with?
    • Choice 2: Did you ever find your "strange person"?
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: No. I've given up on that. I realized there was no point. Besides, maybe the person I've been looking for is closer than I realized.
    • Choice 2 response: See...there is one person I must confess I'm just a little bit interested in.
  • Byleth: In that case...

(Byleth presents Jeralt's ring to Dorothea.)

  • Dorothea: What? Is that— That's a ring. It would be embarrassing If I had the wrong idea, so I have to ask... Are you proposing? Here? Now? T-to me?

(Byleth nods.)

  • Dorothea: I don't know what to say. Are you sure? You want to spend your life with...me?

(Byleth nods.)

  • Dorothea: Even though I'm not a songstress anymore? And I don't come from a noble family or have any wealth or land to my name?

(Byleth nods.)

  • Dorothea: You won the war. You could pick anyone in the world. Why would you...

(Byleth shakes his head.)

  • Dorothea: OK. I mean, yes. Yes! I love you madly and I'd be happy to marry you! But if we're going to be married, I had better think up a cute nickname for you. Don't you think? Oh, I wonder what I should call you now... Darling? My beloved? So many options! I starred in so many operas where I captured the heart of my beloved... But I never dreamed that it would feel this wonderful when it actually happened.

(S Support Artwork)

  • Dorothea: A life singing for you in a peaceful world...I imagine that life will be more wonderful than I ever could have hoped. I love you. I could never sing anything as pure as those three little words.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Dorothea: Ah, Professor! You showed up!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why are you here?
    • Choice 2: Why do you look so happy?
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: Um, I'm the one who called you here, remember?
    • Choice 2 response: Well, because you're here, of course!
  • Dorothea: You came here because you read the letter I sent you, right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not that I recall…
    • Choice 2: What letter?
  • Dorothea: Are you saying this is...a coincidence? How disappointing to think you didn't come here specifically to see me. Still, if we're meeting by complete chance... that has a certain appeal too. It's as if destiny brought us together! And tonight is the night of the ball... Lucky me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What are you plotting?
    • Choice 2: I thought you weren't comfortable around me...
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: Plotting? That's a bit rude, don't you think?
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, that's just when you're looking through me in front of others. When it's just us...I kind of like it.
  • Dorothea: Originally, I wanted to see what you'd do when you read my letter. I just wanted to see if you'd come here like I asked. I had a feeling that you would. Though, I suppose you didn't even read the letter to begin with… I should just be thankful I wasn't left here waiting. All alone. Forever. Do you know it's been almost nine whole moons since you arrived at Garreg Mach? You must have found a special someone by now, haven't you, Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I have.
    • Choice 2: I have not.
    • Choice 3: Is that what you wanted to talk about?
  • Dorothea:
    • Choice 1 response: Ooh? Who could it be? You've made me so curious. Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to pry if you don't want to share. Your private life is private, after all.
    • Choice 2 response: Uh-huh, right. I bet you're just hiding it. There's someone you're sweet on… Don't you worry, I won't pry if you don't want to share. These things are private, after all.
    • Choice 3 response: Are you changing the subject? Don't do that. Ohh, I bet that means you do have someone, don't you? Don't you worry, I won't pry if you don't want to share. These things are private, after all.
  • Dorothea: Well, I oughta get going… I wouldn't want to be in the way if your special someone shows up. Either way, I do hope you'll share a dance with me later.

With Petra Edit

C Support Edit

(image of an open book)

  • Petra: Professor. I am not understanding where the meaning is here... When and how is this expression used..."I fell for it."
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I fell in love?
    • Choice 2: I fell ill?
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: No, that is what you say when you meet the mate of your soul.
    • Choice 2 response: No, that is what you say when your body is feeling unwell.
  • Petra: The expression is, "I fell for it!"
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't understand…
    • Choice 2: Allow me to explain…
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Are you a stump? I mean...are you stumped? That makes me surprised!
    • Choice 2 response: Thank you, Professor! I finally have understanding.
  • Petra: Can I ask you about another word? The one that is written here... Hm? Is something on my face?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're so enthusiastic.
    • Choice 2: I admire you.
    • Choice 3: Your cheeks are on your face.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: I am without much time to study. I must use my time with wisdom.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
    • Choice 3 response: Yes, I know about that! That is a joke of Fódlan! Right?
  • Petra: Is that really what you are thinking? Or maybe you have curiosity about the mark on my face...
  • Byleth: The mark?...
  • Petra: You are already knowing that I am from Brigid. This is a mark from Brigid. It is a prayer to the forest spirits. A prayer to be protected. Hunters ask the forest spirits to have safe and bountiful hunting. There are many spirits in Brigid. I have more marks on my arms and back. They are prayers for my family's health and triumph. Are you wanting to see them?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I would love to.
    • Choice 2: No, but thank you.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: That gives me happiness. I will be showing them to you soon.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, I have understanding.
  • Petra: I have much gratitude for you, Professor. You always listen with patience. I can read and understand the language of Fódlan, but to speak it...gives me difficulty. I hope I will keep having your support. And I will give you my support too, with my whole heart. I have things that I cannot fail to accomplish.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's do our best.
    • Choice 2: Don't overdo it.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes. We will keep walking forward.
    • Choice 2 response: Overdo... Yes. I will not overdo.

B Support Edit

  • Petra: Hiya! Hm? Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's very late...
    • Choice 2: What are you doing?
  • Petra: Please take my apologies. I lost time while I was training. War is life and death. Training has great importance. I will keep training now. I hope your night is good!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You should get some rest.
    • Choice 2: You're overdoing it.
  • Petra: I need to have more training. There are things that I have not done yet. Things that have to be done. For the future, I have to try with hardness. Training, studying, socializing... I will not always be having time to do those things. And speaking the language of Fódlan... I worry I will never be doing it just right.
  • Byleth: Why do you try so hard?
  • Petra: Why? Because...the position of Brigid is weak. Fódlan and Dagda are big. Brigid is a small island in the middle of them. Brigid has great beauty...but little power. We will not have...will not survive, unless we get more strength. I will lead Brigid, and so I have responsibility. I have to have more strength than anyone.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It doesn't have to be that way.
    • Choice 2: Perhaps you're right.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Having more strength than anyone might be un...impossible. But I have to give it my best try.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes. That is why I have to give it my best try.
  • Petra: I am an ally of everyone, and I have belonging with our squad. That is also why I try with hardness. You can always be counting me. I mean...counting on me. But you should know that one of these days will be when I return to Brigid. Before that day, do not try stopping me from trying. And please, keep watch...watching over me. With you, I can try with more hardness than I could alone.

A Support Edit

  • Petra: Professor... Please do not be concerned. I just did too much overworking and lost my strength.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you OK?
    • Choice 2: You were overdoing it...
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes! I have no problems. Accept my apology for giving you worry.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes... That is the truth. Please accept my apology.
  • Petra: I have sorrow... I mean, I am sorry to be fainting at a time like this. Even though I was not asking for your care and attention, you gave it willingly...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It was the least I could do.
    • Choice 2: You must stop pushing yourself too hard.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: I am thinking that is incorrect...
    • Choice 2 response: Um...
  • Petra: Will you have a listen to me? There is something that I must be saying. I am thinking you already have knowledge of why I came to Fódlan... Not for studying but as a hostage for the Empire, so that Brigid would not be rebelling anymore. It feels like...a knife against my throat. That I am making my grandfather obey the Empire. Because I am a hostage, it is not an option to be giving up. I must be fighting and winning and staying alive. I must do anything to be making life better for Brigid. To be making Brigid and the Empire stand as equals. That is what my people are wanting from me...and what my grandfather, the king of Brigid is wanting!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: And what do you want?
    • Choice 2: You must take care of yourself to succeed.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: My want? I...I am not knowing of that. The wants of my people are something I have power to achieve. Their wants are my own.
    • Choice 2 response: That is a truth. I wonder what I should be doing... I want to be granting the wants of my tribe... So, their wants are my own, correct?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Only you can know what you want.
    • Choice 2: If that's how you really feel...
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: What I really want...
    • Choice 2 response: How I really feel...
  • Petra: I have understanding. Wait... No, I...I actually do not have understanding. Yet. What I am understanding is that there is something I am not understanding. When I know what my true want is, I give you my promise that I will be telling you first.

S Support Edit

  • Petra: We really had success! We got the victory! The war is finished now! But... there are still many, many problems for solving. I... It is past the time I should be returning to Brigid.
  • Byleth: You're going back home?
  • Petra: Yes. My grandfather... I... I can't be leaving him now. Our relationship with Fódlan will be changing. I am royalty of Brigid. There are duties that I must be fulfilling. But... I can't be sitting on the throne. I will be choosing a new leader, and then I will be returning to Fódlan. This is what my heart is wanting.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: So... that's what YOU want, then?
    • Choice 2: What about Brigid?
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes! I am meaning...no? I will try to speak with more precision... If I were staying away from Fódlan, then I could not be having what I am wanting.
    • Choice 2 response: There are others who can be working in Brigid. I will always be protecting my land of home, but from Fódlan. This is where I have belonging. If Fódlan and Brigid can be working together, then I can maybe have what I am really wanting...
  • Petra: And that is... I will be telling you now if you are wanting to hear it... I am wanting to...to stay with you. I have hopes that we can spend all of our lives close to each other. I want us to be supporting each other and live with each other...in times of joy and times of sorrow. In all of the times. Is that... Is that a possibility?
  • Byleth: Petra... This is for you.

(Byleth offers his mother's ring)

  • Petra: This is... a ring of promise. I have understanding! And I am accepting with all of my heart! Rings are for promising weddings! I read all about that custom in a Fódlan book! I have never told my feelings to someone like that before. I had so much nervousness! You have made my heart fly with happiness... I, Petra, give you my promise! Spirits of Earth, please be guiding us home for all of our days. Spirits of Water, please be filling our cups with kindness and good fortune. Spirits of Wind, please be gifting us freedom and divine protection. Those are the words we are saying in Brigid when we give someone our promise.
  • Byleth: I give you my promise too. I love you, Petra.
  • Petra: There is one other thing to be said...
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Petra: My beloved... You are the most precious thing in the world to me. You enchant and fascinate me, and each day, you set my heart aflame.
  • Byleth: Petra... That was beautiful.
  • Petra: Did I give you a surprise? I have been practicing those words with great diligence. I am... so happy. You have my deep gratitude... and all of my heart. For now and forever.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Petra: Professor, what is bringing you here? Is the ball not enjoyable?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I had to escape.
    • Choice 2: I wanted to see you.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: I'm lost. Escape? I thought the ball was for dancing, not fighting… Oh! Escape! Meaning...to leave. I have understanding. Lost? But this monastery is where our home is… I am not understanding.
    • Choice 2 response: But you are seeing me every day. Why would you be wanting to see me now? Maybe you and I share a reason for being here…
  • Byleth:
    • (Chose option 1 in previous dialogue) Why are you here?
    • (Chose option 2 in previous dialogue) What reason is that?
  • Petra: I have been hearing about a legend. About the Goddess Tower. People have a belief that the goddess watches this place on this night. If you share a promise, the goddess will make that promise become true. That makes men and women who are close come to this place. On this night. I am wanting to see that, and so I came to observe. With secrecy. But no one is here. I have much disappointment.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I wanted to see that too.
    • Choice 2: You shouldn't spy on people.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: Someone might arrive still. We could go find a hiding spot for both of us. We may have to be squished with each other, but I will not be worried if you are not.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes, that has truth. I will be thinking about that from now on.
  • Petra: Oh! I have a realization! If someone sees us here with each other, they will think that we are with each other! That is not accepting...acceptable for people to misunderstand!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That could be a problem.
    • Choice 2: I wouldn't mind.
  • Petra:
    • Choice 1 response: We should be returning to the ball, separately.
    • Choice 2 response: Is that OK, Professor? I think we are agreeing on that. Maybe we should be returning to the ball... with each other.

With Jeritza Edit

C Support Edit

(Byleth approaches, then stands still)

  • Jeritza: …
  • Jeritza: What's the matter? Not hungry?
  • Byleth: What... is that...
  • Jeritza: (eating peach sorbet) I am partaking in some sweet delights. Is there a problem?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's unexpected.
    • Choice 2: You have a sweet tooth?
  • Jeritza: Yes...
  • Jeritza: I am a person too... What I eat is nobody's business but my own. If you need something, spit it out. My ice cream is melting.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't need anything.
    • Choice 2: I came to see if you'd join me for training.
  • Jeritza: Perhaps after I finish devouring this treat.
  • Byleth: Are you really the Death Knight?
  • Jeritza: I am, and I am not. At the moment, I am Jeritza von Hrym. The empire and the army know me only as the Death Knight. But he is merely an illusion—a demon who resides in my heart. He is not me. Not who I am at my core. He thrives and feasts upon blood, death and suffering... So while I sit here eating, I prefer to just be myself. Jeritza. I would like to be who I truly am.
  • Jeritza: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Jeritza: I am incapable of enjoying my dessert with you gawking at me like that. I have no further words for you. Go.
  • Byleth: (Wow... He likes ice cream...)

B Support Edit

  • Soldier A: Lord Jeritza? I believe he used to be a professor at the Officers Academy. It was also my understanding that he was personally recommended by Lord Arundel himself, landing him a position as a sword instructor.
  • Soldier B: Whatever the case is, behind that mask of death, there is am emptiness, a void... This is probably just a rumor, but I heard he was found and taken in by Her Majesty herself. Supposedly he's the heir of the Hrym family, but I also heard he's only a distant relative who was adopted. He sure is mysterious...

(scene transition, Jeritza approaches Byleth)

  • Jeritza: You've been asking around about me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I have.
    • Choice 2: I have not.
  • Jeritza: It matters not to me, one way or the other. Do you want to know of my past?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I do.
    • Choice 2: I don't.
  • Jeritza: Why? Friend or foe. That's what you're trying to determine. But you won't find answers merely with word. There is only one path forward. Raise your sword, if you have the nerve. Raise it and fight me. If you want to know my heart, know my sword.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I must fight you?
    • Choice 2: I'm not a fan of bloodshed.
  • Jeritza: It's only to spar. Nobody will be slain. I cannot kill you yet. The Death Knight knows that very well. I've been told to refrain from killing you until the war has ended.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: By whom?
    • Choice 2: Tell me more.
  • Jeritza:
    • Choice 1 response: The Emperor.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Jeritza: The young emperor discovered me, long ago. Though, back then, she was still a princess. Ultimately, it was she who erased my past. She placed me into a family that was disintegrating, that I might be their heir.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Your past, you say?
    • Choice 2: So, it was Edelgard...
  • Jeritza: To survive, the Death Knight must spill blood. Left to his own devices, he would kill innocent passersby. Through the Emperor's grace, he was allowed hunting grounds. That is why, to this day, I follow her. I am not yet ready to yield such fertile hunting grounds. Nor am I ready to truly fight you. Of course, if I were not here to hold him back, he would cut you down without hesitation. As for me, I, too... Never mind. If you've no intention of fighting, then be gone. Perhaps it is he who is to blame, but I... I feel... oddly... when I look at you.

A Support Edit

  • Jeritza: The way your sword glides through the air... I am in awe... You... paired with that sword... It may bring about my end.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I would never kill an ally.
    • Choice 2: Do you want to die?
  • Jeritza:
    • Choice 1 response: So weak. That weakness will be your end.
    • Choice 2: n/a
  • Jeritza: Long ago... when the Death Knight saw you in the Holy Mausoleum, I came to an understanding. That it is you, and you alone, who are capable of slaying me. Only you, with your sword, can do it. Upon reflection, I can see that our encounter was fated to happen. Ever since then, I've been thinking...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why was I chosen?
    • Choice 2: That there are others stronger than me?
  • Jeritza:
    • Choice 1 response: Why, indeed? Why was the Death Knight fixated so fervently upon you?
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Jeritza: At that moment, he fell under your spell. You who wields the Sword of the Creator. And now, as I fight alongside you, I too fall victim to your spell. That I am unable to fight you is truly regrettable.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Should we fight? Here and now?
    • Choice 2: First we must end the war.
  • Jeritza:
    • Choice 1 response: Now is not the time.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Jeritza: Uniting Fódlan and overthrowing the church are mere trivialities to me. All I truly need is you... You, and nothing else.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I... It feels like you like me...
    • Choice 2: That sounds very nice...
  • Jeritza: It does. In the meantime, continue to strengthen your swordplay. And please don't get yourself killed by some foolish brigands. You must live, that we might fight one another to the death. I must know which of us will emerge victorious. For now, I will have to use my imagination and savor the potential outcomes of that future. I can see it now. You, swiftly dodging my blade, and then at least, your sword piercing my flesh. I stumble to the ground, gasping for air, breathing my last. Or perhaps... Perhaps my blade will pierce you first.
  • Byleth: Do you... really want to keep going with this?
  • Jeritza: No. That is enough. I must refrain from such fantasies—they make my urge to slay you all the stronger. It is enough to stand by your side while I await that day of true pleasure.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I am counting on you.
    • Choice 2: I look forward to fighting you.
  • Jeritza: Indeed. You and I are fated to be intertwined. I will follow you to the very gates of Hell.

S Support Edit

  • Jeritza: Huh! Hyah!
  • Agarthan Soldier: Hya!
  • Jeritza: Utterly boring. These kills are worth less than nothing to me. Are you done? Let's move on already.
  • Jeritza: The war has ended, and yet this incessant swatting at flies never ceases. I have yet to claim my moment to kill you, it would seem.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: We will settle this.
    • Choice 2: You won't be killing me.
  • Jeritza:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes, we will. It is all I live for now.
    • Choice 2 response: Ah, or will I? The clash of spirits fighting for their lives—battle is the one thing that puts blood in my veins.
  • Jeritza: Funny, is it not? That we should fight toward the same end, only to vanquish one another in time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's rare to see you smile.
    • Choice 2: You find it funny?
  • Jeritza: I do not quite know how to articulate these curious feelings... I think it could be described as... contentment? Perhaps it stems from discovering such a creature as you. All this time, I had determined it was the Death Knight who was drawn toward you. Yet, fighting alongside you, I have come to realize that you are the only being who truly means anything to me. Once we exterminate the rats lurking below ground, and all of this madness is settled... Once that finally happens, all of this will long be forgotten. And we will indulge in the finer things. Together.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I look forward to it.
    • Choice 2: Until that day comes, you must survive.
  • Jeritza: Indeed. I abandoned all that I am. My true name, whatever remnants were left of my past... But now, with the chance to fight you... It is my only reason for existing, I finally understand. It is you alone that can slay the demon that lives inside me... The Death Knight... These strange feelings rising up within me... Is this what is called... Love?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It may be.
    • Choice 2: I feel the same way.
  • Jeritza: That... pleases me.
  • Jeritza: Let us away, then. Beyond these shadows that we have dwelt in for so long. To the very depths of hell, I will tumble down with you.

With Dimitri Edit

C Support Edit

  • Dimitri: Perfect timing, Professor. If you don't mind, I have a favor I'd like to ask of you.
  • Byleth: What's the favor?
  • Dimitri: It's in regard to sword training. Not for myself, but... Well... To be honest, I've been teaching swordsmanship to the orphans at the monastery for a while now.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: How unexpected.
    • Choice 2: How did that come to be?
  • Dimitri: I must agree. Frankly, I'm not great with children.
  • Dimitri: Some of them saw me sparring with the knights one day. They started pestering me to teach them. They were so earnest... I couldn't help but oblige. There's much I wish to show them, but due to my own studies and training, I'm afraid my time is rather limited. Which brings me to my favor. Your swordsmanship is unmatched. I hate to ask this of you, but... Would you consider lending me a hand?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You can count on me.
    • Choice 2: You leave me no choice.
  • Dimitri: Thank you, truly. I am in your debt. And I always repay my debts, I'll have you know. All of these children lost their families and homes to war or illness. This may sound a bit arrogant, but...I feel it's my responsibility to help them. I lost my parents without warning too. In that way, we're the same. In Duscur, I lost my father, stepmother, and closest friends. I didn't have many allies at the castle after that. In truth, I had only Dedue for companionship.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Have you no other family?
    • Choice 2: Is there no one else you can trust?
  • Dimitri: I'm afraid not. My birth mother fell ill and died shortly after I was born. And my uncle... suffice to say we don't get along. I once had people I could confide in. Family, friends, instructors, even the royal soldiers. But they were all taken away from me four years ago. Ah, but there were those outside the castle walls I was close to. Such as Rodrigue!
  • Byleth: Rodrigue?
  • Dimitri: Heh, pardon my rudeness. I meant Lord Rodrigue. He is my father's old companion, and the father of Felix. On the occasions he would visit the capital, he'd take me out hunting or on long horse rides. While Dedue is like a brother to me, Rodrigue is more like a second father. It might sound ridiculous, but...he's the kind of man I hope to become one day. Someone who helps others... Someone who can reach out and save a lost soul. Oh... Please accept my apologies for boring you with my life story. In any case, don't forget your promise, Professor. I'm counting on you.

B Support Edit

  • Dimitri: Thank you for your help the other day, Professor. Please, allow me to express my gratitude by taking you to dinner.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It was nothing.
    • Choice 2: I would be delighted.
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 response: Nonsense. Your guidance was magnificent. Just what I'd expect from a professor at this esteemed academy.
    • Choice 2 response: Fantastic. Please think about what you'd like to eat. After all, such magnificent guidance must work up quite an appetite.
  • Dimitri: I've studied swordsmanship for some time, but your mercenary skills are something else entirely. Speaking of which, there's...another question I must ask you. Were you reconciled with the reality of battle from your first foray? With...the killing part, I mean.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I hadn't the luxury of questioning it.
    • Choice 2: No. It's never easy.
  • Dimitri: I see.
  • Byleth: And you?
  • Dimitri: No... I do not carry that burden well. I doubt that will change, no matter how many years come and go. The first time I led on the battlefield, I was sent to quell a rebellion in the west. It was not a difficult fight. The enemy was not well–trained and their morale was low. A swing of the lance, and your opponent falls. A flash of your blade, and a path opens up. That's the sort of battle it was. Easy...right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You did what you had to do.
    • Choice 2: What caused the rebellion?
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 response: That's one way to look at it.
  • Dimitri: The noble family from that area sought to seize the throne after my father's untimely death. The leader of the rebel army was defeated and the rebellion quelled. This was at the height of the post–war period. I recall coming across a dead soldier's body. He was clutching a locket. Inside was a lock of golden hair. I don't know to whom it belonged. His wife, his daughter...mother, lover... I'll never know. He was a soldier. An enemy. Someone we had cut down without hesitation. But in that moment, I realized he was also a real person, just like the rest of us. Of course, we cannot stand idly by and allow anyone to commit senseless acts of violence. Yet in dispensing what we call justice, we take the lives of cherished family members. Beloved friends. Killing is part of the job, but even so... There are times when I'm chilled to the bone by the depravity of my own actions.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's normal to feel that way.
    • Choice 2: I've felt the same way.
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 response: Is it? Perhaps you're right. I pray that you are.
    • Choice 2 response: That you feel the same way is more comforting than you could know.
  • Dimitri: Professor? May I speak freely? When we first met, I thought of you as someone who felt no strong feelings about killing your enemies. I could never trust someone who kills without batting an eye. My heart won't allow it. But after speaking with you and getting to know you better, I can see you're not like that. Now I know, with all my heart, that I can trust you. Thank you for that.

A Support Edit

  • Dimitri: …
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What are you doing?
    • Choice 2: Still training?
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 response: Sleep evades me, so I thought I'd get in some extra training. I was just about to finish.
    • Choice 2 response: Indeed. But I was thinking about ending it here.
  • Dimitri: Perhaps it is the gloomy weather, but I am feeling the sting of wounds that should have healed long ago...
  • Byleth: What wounds?
  • Dimitri: The injury I got when that girl stabbed me after the battle at Gronder. Her eyes were filled with revenge...just as mine once were.
  • Byleth: Who was she?
  • Dimitri: I don't know... But I have a guess.
  • Dimitri: …
  • Dimitri: Ah, I suppose I haven't told you about that yet.
  • Byleth: What are you talking about?
  • Dimitri: I was attacked inside the monastery the other day. It caused quite the uproar. The ones who attacked me...were some of the youths we taught swordsmanship to, once upon a time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you OK?
    • Choice 2: Why did they do it?
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 response: Of course. I could capture the lot of them with my eyes closed.
  • Dimitri: It seems they were raised by a group of thieves who we put down five years ago. I heard Lady Rhea took custody of them, claiming that the children were innocent. I have taken so many lives...and with each one, I face hatred. During the last five years especially. My life was not so different from that of a wild beast... And that young girl's brother... At some point, I must have... That is why I thought it only natural that someone would retaliate someday. Because I hated, because I stole, and... because I killed. But with those children, it's different... We drew our blades with the best of intentions, only to hurt them in the end. I suppose this is yet another thing we will just have to live with.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's part of the job.
    • Choice 2: I feel the same way.
  • Dimitri: Yes... As one who chose to fight, it is my responsibility to confront this anguish and the true nature of war... Until the day my life comes to an end.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It is mine as well.
    • Choice 2: We can confront it together.
  • Dimitri:
    • Choice 1 Response: Perhaps...
    • Choice 2 Response: Thank you...
  • Dimitri: You know, Professor... There is something that I only recently realized. I never knew it could be so...comforting to have someone standing by my side...

With Dedue Edit

C Support Edit

  • Dedue: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: Did you want something?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Just to look at the flowers.
    • Choice 2: Nothing in particular.
  • Dedue: I see. If you have the time, then please assist me. I am to water the flowers in the greenhouse. Thank you. Only do not water the ones in that corner.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Understood.
    • Choice 2: What kind of flowers are those?
  • Dedue: They are from Duscur. They require a dry environment. The roots will rot otherwise.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: They're beautiful.
    • Choice 2: You seem to know a lot about them.
    • Choice 3: They sound difficult to care for.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1: Yes, they are.
    • Choice 2: I know enough.
    • Choice 3: That is what makes them worthwhile.
  • Dedue: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: I owe you a debt of gratitude. In both the extracurricular activities here at the academy, and on the battlefield... Your presence has been instrumental in the defense of His Highness. You have my sincerest thanks.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I only did what anyone would do.
    • Choice 2: Think nothing of it.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1: I see.
    • Choice 2: To me, it is not nothing.
  • Dedue: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: Was there something else you wanted?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'll go fetch the water.
    • Choice 2: No, that's all.
  • Dedue: Then please, excuse me.
  • Byleth: (He's difficult to hold a conversation with...)

B Support Edit

  • Dedue: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: Here you are again.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I came to check on the flowers.
    • Choice 2: I was just passing through.
  • Dedue: I see. The flowers you helped to water are in bloom now. Have a look.
  • Byleth: Aren't they lovely?
  • Dedue: Indeed. My sister was fond of this one in particular.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Where is your sister now?
    • Choice 2: I didn't know you had a sister.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1: Dead.
    • Choice 2: It never came up.
  • Dedue: Duscur is a dead land. Its flowers were all trampled under the boots of soldiers. But seeing this blossom brings back memories.
  • Dedue: …
  • Dedue: I do not know why I am telling you all of this.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'd like to hear more.
    • Choice 2: You are unusually talkative today.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1: There is little to tell.
    • Choice 2: It surprises me as well.
  • Dedue: But if you are from Fódlan, you must know what became of the people of Duscur. The people who betrayed their allies from Faerghus. The ones who were punished for regicide. The duscur are shunned for their crimes, even now. I would be in your interest not to spend any more time around me than necessary.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Dimitri doesn't shun you.
    • Choice 2: I don't care what other people think.
    • Choice 3: I'll spend my time however I like.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1: His Highness is an exception.
    • Choice 2: You may think little of it now, but your reputation will eventually suffer.
    • Choice 3: You may think little of it now, but your reputation will eventually suffer.
  • Dedue: But...to be completely candid... It pleases me to be able to speak with you like this. If you truly do not mind, I would be glad to receive more visits from you in the future.

A Support Edit

  • Dedue: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: Here for the flowers again?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That’s right.
    • Choice 2: Not particularly.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1 response: I see.
    • Choice 2 response: You might as well have a look, while you are here.
  • Byleth: …
  • Dedue: …
  • Dedue: I have two things to say. First, I thank you for supporting His Highness in my absence. But I must also admonish you for taking your own well-being too lightly. On several occasions, I have seen you protect others by putting yourself in harm’s way. I am grateful for your efforts, but I feel you should place a higher value on your own life. His Highness relies on you…as do I.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You need not worry.
    • Choice 2: I understand.
  • Dedue: Then show that with your actions. We cannot afford to lose an invaluable asset like you. And…
  • Byleth: And?
  • Dedue: This greenhouse would be a more lonely place without you in it. It would not be fair to the flowers, to leave me as their only caretaker. Hm. Someday, I hope to show you a whole landscape of these flowers in full bloom.
  • Byleth: You mean Duscur?
  • Dedue: Yes. Once this conflict is over, and His Highness ascends the throne, I believe it can be done. You must live at least until then. Understood?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Understood.
    • Choice 2: Same to you.
  • Dedue:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: That’s true enough.
  • Dedue: I had not thought much of my own life, until now. Except that I would gladly cast it aside for His Highness. That is still true, but now I desire to see the end of this war. Until I can show you the fields of Duscur in bloom... I will go on living.

With Felix Edit

C Support Edit

  • Felix: I thought I heard someone. Are you here to train?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes.
    • Choice 2: No, just watching.
  • Felix: Care to train with me? Waving this sword alone is boring. And I'm tired of crossing swords with worthless opponents. But you seem like a worthy adversary.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sure, why not?
    • Choice 2: You think I'm a worthy adversary?
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: I don't know for certain, but you seem skilled.
  • Felix: I've always been interested in your technique. You learned from the former captain of the Knights of Seiros, and traveled Fódlan fighting as a mercenary. Good sparring partner like you don't grow on trees. But know that I will beat you, and I will surpass your strength.
  • Byleth: Why are you so focused on becoming stronger?
  • Felix: Why? Hm. I never really thought about that. I learned to thrust a sword before I learned to write my name. Of course, my upbringing wasn't unique. That's how it is for all children in my country. You're no use if you can't swing a sword, however mighty your Crest may be. It was the perfect environment for me. I could live free of stodgy values and virtues. Grow strong so you may live, and live to grow stronger. That's what I was taught.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Do you have any other ambitions?
    • Choice 2: You remind me of myself.
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: Why should I? Nothing's as important as the pursuit of strength.
    • Choice 2 response: Now I'm Intrigued by your fighting style, and by who you really are...
  • Felix: But that's enough idle chatter. Take out your sword. My mind is emptied of all but the thrill of the challenge!

B Support Edit

  • Felix: You're certainly not going easy on me. You fight like a mercenary, not a knight. You hunger for victory, pure and simple. You may not be aware of it yourself, but I see it.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Should I take that as a compliment?
    • Choice 2: Should I take that as a criticism?
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: Indeed.
    • Choice 2 response: No.
  • Felix: Knight's ought to have some hunger. I've always thought so. They depend too much on their swords. Only when they're wrested away do knights consider their hands and feet as weapons. That's not how it was for warriors of old. They weren't limited by their tools. Victory is what matters, not the method of achieving it. That's the attitude to adopt. I detect that in your style. It is plain to see.
  • Byleth: That doesn't seem like praise...
  • Felix: You may take it however you like. I believe the difference between us lies within that hunger. But where does it come from? From the start, I was aiming to win, yet I couldn't defeat you. Then I remembered something you said before...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: About your aspirations?
    • Choice 1: About your upbringing?
  • Felix: Indeed. I was raised to value strength above all else. Whereas you had a reason, an ambition, pushing you toward that hunger. So, tell me. What was the reason? Why were you driven to become so strong?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: To survive.
    • Choice 2: To protect the people of Fódlan.
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: That's a mercenary's answer, to be sure.
    • Choice 2 response: Hah! Spoken like a knight. That's not what I would have expected.
  • Felix: So that is the source of your hunger. I suppose I must find my own.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'll help you.
    • Choice 2: We can find it together.
  • Felix: Ah, if we're to get along, I think not. I'll be content if you continue to train with me. Perhaps it will come to me as I swing my sword.

A Support Edit

  • Felix: Finally, I notched a win against you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You crushed me.
    • Choice 2: I almost had you.
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, please. I scraped by.
    • Choice 2 response: True. It was a narrow victory.
  • Felix: When we spar, I feel like I’m revisiting the past.
  • Byleth: Why?
  • Felix: It’s like training with my brother. He always won—always—and died before I could win a single bout. From the first time I held a sword, all I wanted was to surpass him. And that’s what drove me to become so strong. Perhaps it’s absurd to say such a thing, but… I’ve spent all these years training for a duel with a corpse.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It’s not absurd.
    • Choice 2: You found an answer to my question.
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: Perhaps not.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes. I suppose I did.
  • Felix: I can never again spar with my brother. Not unless he climbs out of his grave. Still, I continue my endless pursuit of strength. Maybe because I had a new opponent to measure myself against.
  • Byleth: Who?
  • Felix: You. Obviously. I beat you this time, but when we next cross swords, who knows what might happen? It was a close match, not a crushing victory. I know that I can do better. I will surpass you in strength, and then I’ll become stronger still.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: And then?
    • Choice 2: Don’t count me out yet.
  • Felix:
    • Choice 1 response: And then, when this war is over, I won’t have as many chances to swing my sword. I can hardly imagine that.
    • Choice 2 response: Ha. Just what I was hoping you’d say.
  • Felix: Anyway, thank you... for helping me find an answer to the question you asked, all those years ago.

With Mercedes Edit

C Support Edit

  • Mercedes: Good evening, Professor. Returning from work, I take it?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's right.
    • Choice 2: I'm still working.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: I commend you for working so late into the evening. All of my days at the academy are enriching, thanks to you.
    • Choice 2 response: My goodness! It's so late in the evening. That must be exhausting.
  • Mercedes: Try not to overtax yourself, all right? I'm concerned for your health. We wouldn't want you to wear yourself out. The goddess won't smite you if you rely on others for help, you know.
  • Byleth: Even so...
  • Mercedes: Listen here, Professor. You might not like what I'm about to say. To be perfectly honest, I had my doubts when I first met you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's surprising.
    • Choice 2: Why's that?
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: I don't want me to think less of me for saying this, but here we are.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Mercedes: At first, I thought you seemed too young to be a professor. It is unusual, you have to admit. Yet, you seemed very composed and mature, despite your age. You're strong-willed, encouraging, and you go to great lengths to ensure that everyone is cared for. But it almost feels like you're trying too hard to be a perfect role model for your students.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not trying too hard.
    • Choice 2: It comes with the territory.
  • Mercedes: If that's how you feel, I can't disagree. But I think it's necessary to give yourself a break every now and again. The mind has a tendency to make mistakes when you've exhausted yourself. In my case, I still seem to make mistakes even when I'm wide awake.
  • Byleth: Mistakes?
  • Mercedes: Oh, you know. I'm always mixing up the dates for drills or misplacing things. Just the other day, I forgot to put on my uniform and headed out to practice wearing only my — Oh, um. Well, you can imagine how embarrassed I was. My mind can be so scattered sometimes. Anyway... where was I? Ah, that's right. What I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't push yourself too hard. If you do, you might end up in a pretty bad place.
  • Mercedes: That reminds me! Is there anything I can do to assist you, Professor? If it's all right with you, I'd like to help in any way I can.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Thanks, I appreciate it.
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure about that.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: Whatever you need, just say the word.
    • Choice 2 response: It'll be fine! I might be clumsy, but I'll get better over time.
  • Mercedes: I look forward to helping you out.

B Support Edit

  • Monk: You there, youngster. Won't you listen to this old man's troubles? I was born and raised right here in this town. I spent my whole life here. My daughter lives in the Empire, and she sent me a letter to ask if I was keeping up with my daily worship.
  • Byleth: …
  • Mercedes: Well, hello there, Professor. Is this a friend of yours?
  • Byleth: I don't know him.
  • Mercedes: Is that so? I was sure you two knew each other. Is there something we can do for you, good sir?
  • Monk: Oh, what a lovely young lady! I was just telling this kind soul a story.
  • Mercedes: Really? What's troubling you?
  • Monk: Well, I was thinking of going to daily prayer, but my leg's been acting up and I can't walk properly.
  • Mercedes: How terrible! That's no good at all. May I be of assistance? I'd be happy to lend a shoulder and escort you to the chapel.
  • Monk: Would you? Oh, I'd be most grateful to you. Thank the goddess for sending this young lady to me today!
  • Mercedes: We'll need your help too, Professor. Here, sir, take my arm.

(Monk walks off)

  • Mercedes: Splendid work, Professor. He really seemed to appreciate our assistance.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: We did a good deed.
    • Choice 2: You helped me out too.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: I don't think I did anything particularly deserving of praise. I'm just happy that I could help. You did a great job cheering him up on your own!
  • Mercedes: Putting a smile on someone's face always seems to brighten up the day. Is something wrong? You're giving me a strange look.
  • Byleth: How did you know something was bothering him?
  • Mercedes: Oh. Hmm... How should I put this... I suppose it's just second nature to me.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Mercedes: It's difficult to describe, but I can usually tell when someone is worried about something. Back there, I could tell that both you and the old man were in distress. I spent a good amount of my life living in the church. Maybe that's why I'm so good at identifying these things?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Living in the church?
    • Choice 2: That's news to me.
  • Mercedes: Did I not mention that before? I spent nearly 10 years of my life in the church of Faerghus. Many came to us with their troubles. In my own time of need, I once ran to the church myself, and they helped me. May I share something with you, Professor?
  • Byleth: What is your dream?
  • Mercedes: I'd like to work in the church one day. I want to be like the priest who helped me. Never mind. It's not a very realistic dream. Please, forget I said anything. If I were someone else, perhaps a commoner without a Crest or stature, maybe things would be different. It's a bit sad, but... this is the way things have to be. After all, only the goddess can decide our fates.

A Support Edit

  • Mercedes: Do you have a moment, Professor? I need to speak with you.
  • Mercedes: Thank you so much. This is what I wanted to address... This letter from my adoptive father just arrived.
  • Byleth: Adoptive father?
  • Mercedes: Oh! Have I not mentioned him? He's the reason I first came to the Officers Academy. He's also the one who dragged me from the church where I was living just so he could use my Crest.
  • Byleth: I don't understand...
  • Mercedes: My Crest does not yet belong to a house, so he plans to use it as leverage to marry into the nobility. He's a very greedy man who was a roving merchant before adopting me, but now he's in the capital. This letter says that he's finally arranged to marry me off to a wealthy noble. I know he's just thinking of himself, but can't he see that this isn't a priority when we're at war?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: My thoughts exactly.
    • Choice 2: Maybe the war has pushed him to this?
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: I suppose it's possible. He may be worried about carrying on his bloodline, but...
  • Mercedes: Ugh! I don't know what to do about this proposal!
  • Byleth: Will you accept?
  • Mercedes: I can't see any way around it, so I fear that I must... I just don't want to let go of the life that I've made for myself. I know it's not what my heart wants, but I don't have the strength to say no.
  • Byleth: What does your heart want?
  • Mercedes: I believe I've mentioned this before, but I want to work in service of the church. Well, I suppose it doesn't necessarily have to be the church, but I want to help those in need. If I were to marry a noble, I think it would be difficult to realize that dream...
  • Byleth: Why can't you decline?
  • Mercedes: It's just... I've always allowed myself to follow the whims of those above me. I convinced myself that everything in life was at the will of the goddess. I was blind to reality. I believed it was her will to both pull me from the church and guide me to the Officers Academy. The decision to enter this war was the first time I acted of my own free will. My adoptive father opposed this decision, but I somehow managed to convince him.
  • Mercedes: Still, I couldn't free myself of him completely. This letter is proof of that. It's not that I'm scared of him, but there is something that worries me...
  • Byleth: Severing your ties?
  • Mercedes: Ah! I knew you'd understand, Professor. I've sat down to write a reply several times, but I can't muster up the courage, or the words. I was hoping you could provide me with the encouragement I need!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why reply at all?
    • Choice 2: You can't just give up on your dreams.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: If I don't, he'll go ahead with the arrangement! I suppose I must aim toward cutting him out of my life completely...
    • Choice 2 response: That's a very good point! We're only given one life, so we must do all we can to pursue our happiness!
  • Mercedes: OK! I think that may have been just the push I was looking for! I'll tell him the truth. That I've found a life worth pursuing and I must decline the proposal! Maybe I should tell him I've fallen for someone else?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Fallen for someone else?
    • Choice 2: Who might that be?
  • Mercedes: Why, it's you, Professor! Isn't that obvious?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Excuse me?
    • Choice 2: I wouldn't say "obvious"...
  • Mercedes: I'm just teasing! Now, I'm off to write this letter and stand my ground! Thank you for your encouragement!

S Support Edit

  • Mercedes: There you are! I apologize for the short notice, but I'm so glad you could make it! I'm sure you're very busy, being the hero of Fódlan and all.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes, very busy.
    • Choice 2: I have some time.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: Then I'm afraid that what I'm about to ask may come at an inopportune time.
    • Choice 2 response: What a relief! I have to ask you something, but I'd hate to inconvenience you!
  • Mercedes: Do you mind hearing me out?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'll listen.
    • Choice 2: I'd be happy to.
  • Mercedes: Ah! Great! Here it is...
  • Mercedes: I'm going to Fhirdiad to meet with my adoptive father, and I'd like you to accompany me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What for?
    • Choice 2: Is it necessary for you to go?
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: I feel the need to set things straight with him in my own way.
    • Choice 2 response: I want proper closure. I'm going to tell him face-to-face that this is farewell.
  • Mercedes: I've already decided exactly what I'm going to say. I'm choosing to live my life how I want, in pursuit of my own happiness. I need you to accept that. I'm in charge of my own destiny. Not you, not anyone else. Just me. Ah... I've waited so long to say all that.
  • Byleth: Why do you need me to accompany you?
  • Mercedes: That's a very good question... Where do I start? Remember when I teased that I'd fallen for you? The truth is... that wasn't entirely in jest. I fell for you some time ago. I fact, I'd very much like to spend my life with you. Of course, that's only if you'll have me...
  • Byleth: I had something similar in mind.
  • Mercedes: Oh my goodness!
  • Byleth: I love you, Mercedes. Let's get married.
  • Mercedes: Yes! Let's! You've no idea what this means to me. This may be the happiest I've ever been! I'm so glad I could finally express my feelings. Now we can live the rest of our lives together! To think, I was able to choose this path of my own volition, and now I get to walk it with you! Should one person be allowed this much happiness? But still, you're only given one life. Are you sure you want to spend it with me? I may be quite demanding at times as I'm intend on pursuing my dreams. I want to help those in need, wherever they may be. And I won't give up on that.
  • Byleth: I'll always support you.
  • Mercedes: I thought that's what you might say! Perhaps that's why I fell for you. It's just the way you are. All right, let's be off! It's no short journey to Fhirdiad. Oh, something to note...
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Mercedes: You should know that I can be quite scatterbrained. And clumsy... But I will do everything in my power to help and support you too, whatever you may need! What a wonderful life we will lead together…

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Mercedes: Why, Professor! I was wondering where you ran off to. I searched the entire floor but couldn't find you anywhere. Tired, are we? I can tell by that look on your face. It must be exhausting being so popular, huh?
  • Byleth: I'm exhausted...
  • Mercedes: I can imagine. Shall we take a break here, then? Say, Professor. Have you heard the legend of the Goddess Tower? They say that if two people exchange a vow here, the goddess herself will fulfill it.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I've never heard that before.
    • Choice 2: I think I recall such a story.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: Well, that simply won't do. You'll fall behind if you can't keep up with your students!
    • Choice 2 response: Ah, so even you have heard that one. The stories must travel far.
  • Mercedes: Many young couples come here in private, all thanks to that legend. They make promises to stay together forever. Things like that. I actually saw a man invite a lady to join him at the tower while on my way here. It's rather romantic, don't you think?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I think so.
    • Choice 2: I disagree.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: Indeed.
    • Choice 2 response: Really? You're a strange one, Professor.
  • Mercedes: Though, just because two people share a promise, that doesn't guarantee they'll be together forever. You've noticed many nobles at the academy, right? They very rarely have the freedom to choose their own partners. Yet still they wish to stay together. Maybe that's why they pray to the goddess. Are you waiting on anyone, Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No, there's no one.
    • Choice 2: I was waiting for you.
  • Mercedes:
    • Choice 1 response: What a relief. I was afraid that I was keeping you.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh my. Even though we didn't make plans to meet? You're a charmer, aren't you?
  • Mercedes: Ah! I almost forgot why I came looking for you! I was wondering if you'd like to dance with me. It's just so loud in the reception hall though. I think I'd rather stay here with you... If that's all right with you, Professor. Thank you. I appreciate it.

With Ashe Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ashe: Phew—shopping took longer than I thought. It's a good thing I had your help, Professor! Looks like we've got everything we came for. Time to head back to the monastery. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure if the money that knight gave us would be enough. We managed to scrape by though! I'm glad those shopkeepers were willing to strike a few bargains.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Thanks to your bartering skills.
    • Choice 2: You are quite the shopper.
  • Ashe: It's one of the few things I'm really good at. I've got a lot of experience living in the city. Money was tight for me too. At least until a kind noble adopted me into his family. Come to think of it, you were originally a mercenary, weren't you? I'm sure you've traveled all over Fódlan. That must have been a pretty different life from regular folks like me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not so different, actually.
    • Choice 2: You're probably right.
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Huh, you think so?
    • Choice 2 response: It sounds a lot more exciting though, traveling the world, from conflict to conflict!
  • Ashe: But a mercenary's whole job is fighting, isn't it? Must be a pretty tough way to live.
  • Byleth:
    • It was pretty tough.
    • It wasn't so bad.
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: I believe you. I can imagine!
    • Choice 2 response: Wow, I guess you must get used to it. That's really incredible though.
  • Ashe: Ah! I had no idea they sold this book around here! I haven't seen this one for ages!
  • Byleth: What's the book?
  • Ashe: Loog and the Maiden of Wind. It's a well-known take of chivalry in Faerghus. L-Loog is the King of Lions. This book is full of his exciting adventures! I've loved this since I was a kid! It was what got me learning to read.
  • Ruffian: Gimme that book!
  • Anna: Hey, creep! Don't touch the merch! What the—?! Somebody catch that thief! Cut him in half, like my prices!
  • Ashe: Please... Calm down, ma'am.
  • Anna: You calm down, kid! If he gets away with that valuable merch, it'll be a huge loss for me!
  • Ashe: Here, allow me to compensate you.
  • Byleth: Are you sure about that, Ashe?
  • Anna: Huh? Are you serious, kid? I mean no objections over here, but that sounds crazy.
  • Ashe: Don't you worry. That thief will be paying me back, just as soon as I catch him. Head on back to the monastery, Professor. I'll take care of everything here!
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Ashe: Hey, Professor! Did I ever tell you what happened with that thief?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Thief?
    • Choice 2: No, you didn't.
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: You know, the book thief we encountered in town.
  • Ashe: I went after him, and I did manage to catch up, but...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: He escaped?
    • Choice 2: You couldn't get him to pay for the book?
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, no, I captured him easily. I'm pretty quick on my feet, you know! But I decided not to make him pay for the book.
    • Choice 2 response: Sort of. I actually decided not to make him pay for it.
  • Ashe: My pockets were pretty empty after that incident, if you want to know the truth. What happened was, when I caught him, I asked him why he stole the book. He said he thought it would fetch a good price, and that he really needed the money. He had a sick kid, and couldn't pay for medicine.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sounds like a lie to me.
    • Choice 2: He didn't look old enough to have children.
  • Ashe: Maybe you're right. But if he really did have a sick child, that would be a matter of life and death. A little money is nothing compared to that. I'd rather believe a lie than risk someone's life if I'm wrong. And to be completely honest, there was a time when I wasn't so different from him.
  • Byleth:You were a thief?
  • Ashe: It was a long time ago, and I've put all that behind me now, but yes. I was. My parents died of illness, so I had to provide for my little brother and sister. I did my best to earn money for them legitimately, but I wasn't able to bring enough home. So I turned to thieving. From people on the streets. From shops. Even from soldiers. I knew it was wrong, but seeing my brother and sister's smiling faces made me too happy to stop.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I can't imagine what that must have been like.
    • Choice 2: It was definitely wrong.
  • Ashe: I really regret that part of my life. I was stupid. But shortly after I turned nine, I crept into a local noble's mansion, aiming to steal whatever I could get my hands on. The noble had all sorts of valuables, but what really caught my eye was a book with a fancy cover. That book was Loog and the Maiden of Wind. The knight in the illustrations was so impressive, I just couldn't tear my eyes away.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You stole it because you liked the cover?
    • Choice 2: Go on.
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Well, that was part of it. But certain books are also really valuable, you know.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Ashe: You probably see where this is going. Moments after I grabbed the book, I was caught in the act by the noble. And that noble was none other than Lonato. But Lonato was incredibly kind. Without asking any questions, he gave me the book—and money too. When I told him I couldn't read, he invited me into his mansion, along with my brother and sister. He taught me how to read, personally. So with the thief I caught in town, I was trying to do the same thing. To be like Lonato. I want to make up for the bad things I've done. To leave this world better than I found it. That's why, even if it wasn't easy on my pockets, I'm proud to say I helped him.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you sure you did the right thing?
    • Choice 2: Isn't that a little self-indulgent?
  • Ashe: I know what you're trying to say. My contribution probably won't change much And it's not like I have the money to help everyone who's suffering from poverty. Even so—I can't bear to stand by and do nothing. What else could I have done, Professor?

A Support Edit

  • Ashe: Oh! Hey, Professor!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're chipper as ever.
    • Choice 2: Something going on?
  • Ashe: Actually I ran into that thief while I was shopping just now!
  • Byleth: Thief?
  • Ashe: Maybe you don't remember. It's been quite a while. The man who stole the book from that market stall. I saw him on the street, with his kid. They were both so grateful. It's a really nice feeling.
  • Byleth: I'm glad it all worked out.
  • Ashe: Yeah! But, ah... It did seem like they were still having trouble getting by. I guess what you said to me back then was right. My actions didn't really solve the problem. I can't help everyone, no matter how much I try. If I had the money or power, maybe...but I don't.
  • Byleth: You'll get there. No need to rush.
  • Ashe: You know, a long time ago, Lonato said nearly the same thing to me. I think it was when I tried to look after the horses all on my own. I really messed that up. He said, "You're not quite ready for this yet. But there's no need to rush." I know I can't help very many people right now. But I think doing what I can for those I see in front of me is still worthwhile. I have to believe that, at least.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's a fine way to look at it.
    • Choice 2: That's just like you, Ashe.
  • Ashe: Thanks. That's reassuring to hear. What about you, Professor? Has anything been troubling you lately? I'd be happy to help, as long as it's not looking after horses. You might not want to trust me with that!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Nothing in particular has been bothering me, no.
    • Choice 2: Why? Do I look troubled?
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Hey, don't be that way! There's got to be something. It doesn't have to be serious.
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Ashe: I genuinely enjoy helping people. It's a great feeling, making someone smile. So if there's anything I can do for you, I want to do it. Because I care about you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You care about me, huh?
    • Choice 2: That's really kind.
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah, I...didn't mean it in a romantic way. I just really look up to you!
    • Choice 2 response: You think so? It's just what anyone would do, really!
  • Ashe: So, what'll it be? How can I help?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Just chat with me a while longer.
    • Choice 2: Want to help me cook?
  • Ashe:
    • Choice 1 response: Happy to, if that's what you'd like!
    • Choice 2 response: Of course! I'd be glad to cook with you!

With Annette Edit

C Support Edit

  • Annette: Hello, Professor. Do you have a moment?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Of course.
    • Choice 2: What do you need?
  • Annette: Well, I have this book of battle tactics that I borrowed from one of the knights. There's one part that I just don't understand. Do you think you could explain it to me?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Leave it to me.
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure I can.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: Great! Thank you so much! It's about this diagram here...
    • Choice 2 response: Oh. Well, maybe we can figure it out together. It's about this diagram here...
  • Annette: I don't get why the knights are grouping up in that forest there. I just can't see the advantage to a formation like that.

(screen fades to black, then back in)

  • Annette: Yay! I finally get it! You really are a great teacher.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm always happy to help.
    • Choice 2: You're the one who did the work.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: I knew asking you was the right idea.
    • Choice 2 response: No way. I couldn't have done it without you.
  • Annette: I just love learning new things. That's why I came to the Officers Academy. I want to learn magic, battle tactics, martial arts, and, and... Well, all kinds of stuff! I'm learning more now than I have in my whole entire life! Speaking of, I'd better go visit the library for some research before magic practice, which is just before sword training...
  • Byleth: Don't overdo it.
  • Annette: That's just not possible! I always find it's more tiring to laze around doing nothing. I've never been any good at that. I have to have something to do. Like, on my days off, I need to get up early and take care of the cleaning first, or I just...can't relax. Know what I mean?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not really.
    • Choice 2: I know the feeling.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: But a day without accomplishments is completely wasted!
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, I'm so glad you agree! You'd be surprised how rare it is to find people like us. Mercie never sets foot outside her room on her days off. I don't get that girl sometimes.
  • Annette: Not to mention... Oh wait... Oh no! I was supposed to be on cooking duty today! I completely forgot! Sorry, Professor, but I have to run! Thanks again for your help!

(Annette runs off screen)

  • Byleth: …
  • Annette: (Off-screen) Argh! Who put this stupid barrel here?
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Annette: I'm so sorry, Professor... I somehow overslept and missed our training session. I didn't mean to cause you and the others so much trouble. Imagine if that had happened during one of our missions. It really is inexcusable!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Don't worry about it.
    • Choice 2: You need to rest more.
  • Annette: It's just...when I'm studying tactics, I lose track of time, and... Oh, who am I kidding? I've always been like this. Before I came to the Officers Academy, I was a student at the school of sorcery in Fhirdiad. Even back then, I was pulling all-nighters well before the exams. And I never even noticed I was harming myself. I'm just too focused on my goal. I know I've already told you this, but I really love to learn new things. It's a passion of sorts. I first realized I had the learning bug when I was about four or five years old. My father was so happy to see me using magic... Seeing him happy made me happy too, and that made me want to work even harder. If only things could have stayed like that...
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Annette: When I was about 13, my father left home. He was devout man, so I figured he'd gone to the monastery. That's why I went to the school of sorcery, so that I could eventually get accepted at the Officers Academy. I studied harder than ever, and sure enough, I finally earned a referral. Unfortunately, my passion for learning became more of an obsession. I got so focused, I kind of forgot how to relax. It feels like I've been running in circles ever since.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Rest is just as important as work.
    • Choice 2: You're impressive just as you are.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: That's true. Just look at today. If my hard work stops me from working hard, what good is it?
    • Choice 2 response: No way! I still have such a long way to go. Still, I guess I'm doing something wrong if I'm working so hard I can't even work hard anymore.
  • Annette: OK, it's decided. From now on, I'll try my best not to try my best!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You have my support.
    • Choice 2: That's confusing.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: Yay! With you on my side, I'm sure I'll succeed!
    • Choice 2 response: I'm sorry! All I meant is that I'll try... I mean, I'll slow down a bit.
  • Annette: From now on, if you see me going overboard, just let me know. I'm a new woman, after all!

A Support Edit

  • Annette: …
  • Annette: Oh. Hi, Professor.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You look down.
    • Choice 2: Did something happen?
  • Annette: Do you remember what we talked about before? About doing my best not to do my best? Well, I've been pretty busy recently, and despite my best efforts, I've been trying way too hard... I was busy all day yesterday with training and work. I just couldn't help myself! That's why I decided to take a day off today. It's just... Now that I have a day off, I don't know what to do with myself! Please, you have to help me! What should I do?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Nothing.
    • Choice 2: Have a nap.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: I can't relax if I'm doing nothing! I need something to keep me occupied or I'll go nuts!
    • Choice 2 response: I tried that! I couldn't calm down enough to fall asleep.
  • Annette: I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm cut out for not doing my best... Oh! You're a professor! You must know some secret technique for deep relaxation, right? If you do, please teach me! I'm begging you! I'm at my wit's end!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Have a cup of tea.
    • Choice 2: Have some sweets.
  • Annette: Got it! I'll try that right now!

(screen fades to black, then back in)

  • Annette: Mmm! This candy is so sweet and delicious! And it goes so well with piping hot tea! Ooh, and speaking of the tea, your brewing skills are incredible! I'd love to be able to make such nice tea, but... Oh, Professor! Will you teach me how to brew tea like this? I'll do my best to learn, and then I'll make delicious tea for you as thanks!
  • Byleth: Is this doing your best...
  • Annette: Oh... Um, sorry. Back to my old tricks, it seems. Oh! Why is it so difficult to not do my best? I try and try to not try, but it just doesn't work!
  • Byleth: Just be yourself.
  • Annette: Professor... You're right! Doing nothing is just not my style. To be myself, I've got to do my best every day!
  • Byleth: That's the spirit!
  • Annette: OK! Then you really must teach me how to make such delicious tea! You will, won't you? Please! Oh, and also... Well, thank you. You've listened to me and helped me face my troubles. Now I feel like I can talk to you about anything. Honestly, I wish we could go on drinking tea like this forever...

S Support Edit

  • Annette: There you are! Everybody's been looking for you. It must be hard being so popular. I bet it's a whole lot of work too... If I'm being honest, I'm a little bit envious.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's hard work.
    • Choice 2: I like to keep busy.
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, but don't you keeping busy?
    • Choice 2 response: So do I! Like I said, I'm envious.
  • Annette: After each battle, there's always more to do, so every day is exciting in its own way. Though it's true I haven't been able to relax for a while...no matter where I go or what I do. OK, so I finally realized why it is I feel this way. It's because...I need you.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Annette: When I'm with you, I feel like I can be myself. It's not a matter of doing my best or not doing my best... What really affects my happiness is whether I'm with you or not. Hehe! Um, actually, I've practiced what I'm going to say to you countless times... But of course, now that it's time to say it, I'm feeling shy. Terribly shy...
  • Byleth: I feel the same way.
  • Annette: You... You what?!

(Byleth offers his mother's ring)

  • Annette: Oh goodness! You really mean it!
  • Byleth: I love you, Annette. Marry me.
  • Annette: Oh! I...
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Annette: I'm sorry! Why am I crying when I'm so happy? I've been so worried about this! I was thinking of what I'd do if...if...if you said no! But then...you asked me! I didn't even have to ask you! I'm just so relieved!

(S Support Artwork)

  • Annette: I love you! So very, very much! We'll be together forever! And ever! I promise to make you happier than anyone's ever been, my darling!

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Annette: Professor! I'm happy to see you here. Everybody's been asking about you. You're really popular with the students.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I had to escape.
    • Choice 2: I'm worn out.
  • Annette: Oh, really? Huh. Uh, actually, I've been trying to find you too. But if you're not interested in dancing, that's OK. We are supposed to be at a ball thought... If you're not going to dance tonight, when and where will you get another chance?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Here.
    • Choice 2: Now.
  • Annette: Wait...really? There isn't any music... But this is too special to pass up! Maybe...I could sing a little something. I may not look like it, but I'm a practiced singer. Though...people do tend to think my lyrics are a little odd. ♪ Fry the food, it tastes so good... It fills up our hungry tummies... ♪
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Now I'm hungry.
    • Choice 2: What an interesting song.
  • Annette: It's about this yummy stew one of the monks taught me to make a while back. Oh, I know! I'll make it for you! It really is just about the tastiest thing in the world. Um... If I'm bothering you, please tell me now and I'll leave you alone.
  • Byleth: …
  • Annette: Say, Professor... Did you know that if you make a wish here at the Goddess Tower, it will for sure come true? That's why people usually meet up with someone they like here. For a rendezvous! And they make a wish that they'll stay together forever. So... Uh, I thought you might be waiting for a girl here. And that I'm messing it up.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I've never heard about that tradition.
    • Choice 2: Nothing of the sort.
  • Annette: Hehe, that's just what I'd expect you to say! But since we're already here, let's go ahead and made a wish together.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What kind of wish?
    • Choice 2: Sure.
  • Annette: I've already decided what it will be. Dearest Goddess... I wish for the professor and I to always be the best of friends! How's that sound? Can we wish for that?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'd be happy to.
    • Choice 2: It's a little embarrassing...
  • Annette:
    • Choice 1 response: Really? That makes me so happy!
    • Choice 2 response: Oh no! Actually, when I said it aloud, I could tell it was an embarrassing wish... Oops!
  • Annette: Well, I'd better be going now, and you should think about returning to the ball too. But make sure you save me a dance!

With Sylvain Edit

C Support Edit

  • Sylvain: You think I'd cheat? On you, baby? Never. Come on, you should know me better than that. You're the only one for me, I swear. Hey, if ya don't believe me, well... Oh, I get it. If I'm not your type, do you want me to introduce you to some other guys who have Crests? They're all nobles, just like me.
  • Town Girl: What?! That isn't why I'm—You—You're worse than I thought!
  • Sylvain: I just want you to be happy. You know, get what you're after. I hate seeing a girl cry, especially one as beautiful as you. So you know, maybe we…

(girl walks off)

  • Sylvain: …
  • Sylvain: So, Professor, do you enjoy spying on people? You look like you've got something to say. So say it.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're a jerk.
    • Choice 2: You broke her heart.
  • Sylvain: Hey, that was between me and her, not you. But you know how it is. Most relationships, they end in heartbreak. Anyway, I don't know why she's so upset about me dating other girls. She didn't care before she found out, so why does she care now? I really do hate seeing a girl cry.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It doesn't seem that way.
    • Choice 2: Is that a fact?
  • Sylvain:
    • Choice 1 response: I swear it's the truth! My heart's in a million pieces right now. It's just the worst.
    • Choice 2 response: Believe whatever you want, but I'm honestly not sure if I can ever love again.
  • Sylvain: Well, I figure the best way to mend a broken heart is to head out on the town. Why don't you join me? Who knows? Maybe you'll find love. I mean, I know I will.

(Byleth shakes his head)

  • Sylvain: Calm down—it was only a joke! You've really got no sense of humor, you know that?

B Support Edit

  • Sylvain: …
  • Byleth: What happened?
  • Sylvain: Oh, Professor. Heh, I didn't realize you were there. If we keep running into each other like this, people will start to talk. They'll say, "Sylvain and the professor are on the prowl". Heh... Ah, forget it. What do you need?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Girl problems, Sylvain?
    • Choice 2: Another lover's quarrel?
  • Sylvain:
    • Choice 1 response: n/a
    • Choice 2 response: Well, you're not wrong.
  • Sylvain: I fell for that girl recently, but I just wanted to have some fun and leave it at that. So I told her we should break it off. I guess she was feeling a little more serious than I was. She started crying, and everything got a bit... complicated.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're complicated.
    • Choice 2: Jerk.
  • Sylvain: Come on, Professor. Playing around with girls is the most fun a guy can have. Besides, I don't care what you think of me. I don't intend to change how I live my life. I'm a good-for-nothing, if you haven't noticed, but I'm still a noble with a Crest. That's all anyone cares about. It's best to avoid getting too serious with fools like that. It only leads to trouble. I'm gonna be forced into an arranged marriage with some random noblewoman anyway. By the way, Professor. You didn't know you had a Crest, did you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I never thought much about it.
    • Choice 2: My father never told me.
  • Sylvain: I see. I suppose a mercenary wouldn't be concerned with such things.
  • Byleth: What was your experience?
  • Sylvain: Most children who are born to noble families are tested upon birth to see if they bear one. Even descendants of the 10 Elites, like myself, can't be legitimate heirs without a Crest. That means, as children, we're only accepted if we're born with one. The heads of most noble houses keep having kids until they get one with a Crest. Those children then grow up to be heads of their houses, and the vicious cycle continues. Do you get it now? To all these commoner girls, I'm just a trophy. Or rather, a studhorse.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You mean they only want you for your bloodline?
    • Choice 2: That's cynical.
  • Sylvain:
    • Choice 1 response: See? I knew you'd get it. These girls don't love me. They love the potential rewards of loving me.
    • Choice 2 response: Perhaps. But that doesn't change the fact that these girls don't love me. They only love the potential rewards of loving me.
  • Sylvain: If I marry a girl and she gives birth to a child with a Crest, that kid might become the next head of House Gautier. For ages now, those of us with Crests have been envied and desired but never for who we are. I understand the value of my blood. Believe me, I hate how much I understand it. I know better than to dream of being free from this burden. I'm used to it by now. I used to think I didn't have the right to live freely.
  • Byleth: You don't think that way anymore?
  • Sylvain: Heh heh... That's right. You know what? I'm a bit jealous. The whole time you were growing up, you never knew you had a Crest. You were free. Nobody pretended to like you. I kind of hate you for that... You were a spoiled brat who should pay for that Crest. Maybe I'll collect the debt. Ha! Gotcha! Wow, you shoulda see the look on your face just then. Don't mind me, Professor. After all, ladies love a dark and brooding noble.

A Support Edit

  • Sylvain: Ugh, that hurts…

(Byleth enters)

  • Sylvain: Ah, Professor! Thanks for stopping by.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: How's your injury?
    • Choice 2: You got hurt protecting me…
  • Sylvain: It's not bad. I was even told I'd be cleared for service starting tomorrow. Besides, I got this scar fighting for you. It's almost like a medal or something.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Didn't you want to kill me?
    • Choice 2: Are you happy you protected me?
  • Sylvain:
    • Choice 1 response: I certainly meant it when I said it, but…
    • Choice 2 response: n/a
  • Sylvain: When I thought you were going to be killed for real, my reflexes kicked in. I reacted without thinking. It doesn't mean I've stopped being jealous of you. But, come on, I can't help looking up to you. If I'd had the guts to run away from home, I wonder if I would have cared as little about my Crest as you do yours…
  • Byleth: You didn't have the courage?
  • Sylvain: No... But if I thought I could have escaped, I would have tried. I'd leave behind House Gautier and the life of a nobleman...and anybody who knew I had a Crest. Our home is to the very north of the Kingdom. Just across the mountains from us is land inhabited by foreigners to Fódlan. It once belonged to Faerghus, but now that the Kingdom has collapsed, it's only a matter of time until fighting breaks out. Anyway, that land has been contested for centuries, and all that time, it has fallen to House Gautier to protect it. Actually, our Lance of Ruin has been doing most of the protecting.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: But it was stolen…
    • Choice 2: I remember. Five years ago…
  • Sylvain: Those were dangerous times. One wrong step and we would have lost our Relic to the church. My father was afraid that the church would try to keep the lance, so he entrusted it to me. If an emergency arose, I was supposed to be called back home. I guess those very situations are why my family values Crests so much. Since I bear a Crest, my parents made sure I was never left wanting. My older brother didn't have one, and so when I was born, he was pushed aside. You know he once shoved me in a well? He left me on the mountainside in the middle of winter too.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's horrible.
    • Choice 2: You didn't try to get him back?
  • Sylvain: Even as a little kid, I understood why he was like that. My mere existence stole everything from him. I have no right to complain when I am surrounded by people who would give anything to bear a Crest but do not. Now women smile at me for the same reason my parents adored me...and my brother wanted me dead. And I have to meet them all with a smile and a wink because I have a Crest.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: So what you really feel toward women is…
    • Choice 2: You're wrong.
  • Sylvain:
    • Choice 1 response: The women who just want to use me to become nobility? Hatred's probably the right word. Though, in the end...that's just an easy answer. I don't even know how I truly feel about it all.
    • Choice 2 response: Yeah, yeah. It's late to admit it, but I get you. It would be best to just tell them to heap their empty praise elsewhere.
  • Sylvain: Anyway, it was pretty unreasonable of me to resent you. I'm really sorry about that. And I want to say thank you, Professor. Seriously. Thank you.
  • Byleth: For what?
  • Sylvain: Before I met you, I'd gone my whole life not knowing there was another way for me to live. So from the bottom of my heart...I'm glad we met.

With Ingrid Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ingrid: That's the third time this month. Well, that's that. Father never relents. Oh, Professor! Hello! Did you need something?
    • Byleth: Were you just hiding something?
    • Byleth: What were you doing just now?
  • Ingrid: Well, um, that is... I was just tossing out something I have no need of. It's important to keep our spaces clean, after all! You'd do well to remember that too, Professor! A clean space makes for a clean mind... or some such. Getting rid of things you have no need for is the first step to managing one's belongings in an economical way.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Could you help me tidy my room sometime?
    • Choice 2: Are you the thrifty type?
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: While I'd love to help, I don't want people getting the wrong idea with me being alone in your room.
    • Choice 2 response: Does that surprise you? Perhaps it seems ill befitting someone of noble birth to care about such things.
  • Ingrid: Despite my family's nobility, we've never been particularly wealthy. So my father raised me to be conservative with my resources, paring down when necessary. He also encouraged me to keep my living spaces immaculate, so the two go hand in hand, I suppose.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: He seems like a good father.
    • Choice 2: He sets a fine example I'd be happy to follow.
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes. He's...a good person. Even when managing our territory used up most of our family's resources, he still went out of his way to ensure my comfort.
    • Choice 2 response: I think he'd be happy to hear you say that.
  • Byleth: What was it you threw out, anyway?
  • Ingrid: Oh...just a scrap of paper. It was already written on, so no good for note-taking. And obviously I can't use it to clean my lance. So I tossed it. No need to hang on to inconsequential things, you know! Professor, did you come to check on me for any particular reason?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No particular reason, no.
    • Choice 2: I just wanted to talk with you.
  • Ingrid: Ah. Well, if there's nothing important, I'll be on my way, then. I still have some cleaning to take care of, after all. Talk to you later, Professor.

B Support Edit

  • Ingrid:
    • (Part 1) Ugh, will Father never learn?! All of these useless letters are only creating more rubbish in the world!
    • (Part 2) It's strange to think I won't be receiving any more letters like this...
  • Ingrid: Professor? Ah, I didn't see you standing there. My apologies.
  • Byleth: Was that a letter you were disposing of?
  • Ingrid: Oh, ah... That paper? Well, I... yes. Yes, it was. It was a letter... from my father.
    • Byleth: Are you sure you want to throw it away?
    • Byleth: Isn't that important to you?
  • Ingrid: I understand where you're coming from here, but I have no need of such things. It isn't like anything of importance was written on it. Curious? I suppose there's no harm in allowing you to read it. Go on, then.

(Byleth reads the letter)

Count Galatea: My dearest daughter, Ingrid. Are you well? I trust that you are behaving yourself and refraining from causing trouble for others. Things on the home front are in order. The marriage proposal for you and the viscount's son should be prepared soon. Although I am quite certain there are many superior candidates at Garreg Mach Monastery. As you know, the very survival of our family is dependent upon whom you marry. You are the only one left in the family who can make things right. We are all counting on you. Do not lose sight of what truly matters.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: This is...
    • Choice 2: A letter about marriage prospects?
  • Ingrid: Yes. This was the last letter I received before leaving the academy. I've told you that we've never been very well off, financially. My noble family—House Galatea—branched off from House Daphnel in the Alliance. Shortly after, we were lucky enough to receive the support of the royal family, allowing us to attain nobility... to some extent. But the territory we watch over is poor, its harvests meager. And our noble blood, too, has grown thin. Neither my father nor my brothers bear a Crest. I, however, do bear a Crest. Because of this, my father sees me as our family's one hope for the future. A Crest is highly prized among nobles. Were I to marry into a greater noble family, that financial support could soothe our woes...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I can't believe he would use you like that...
    • Choice 2: What an awful way for him to treat you...
  • Ingrid: Thank you, Professor. Your sentiment alone is a great comfort to me. Despite my own feelings, I understand why he said these things. It isn't that he doesn't care for me. I understand it very, very well. Which is why I... I apologize, Professor. I must be going.

A Support Edit

  • Ingrid: Apologies for bothering you so late. I just... really wanted to speak with you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm happy to listen.
    • Choice 2: If you must.
  • Ingrid: Thank you. You see, I've been feeling conflicted. About my future. It may seem petty to worry about such things in the middle of a war like this...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't think it's petty.
    • Choice 2: Let's hear it anyway.
  • Ingrid: This isn't something I open up about with many people. Feeling such a sense of inner turmoil while a war rages on and other are fighting with all they have, well... It feels a little selfish. The truth is, I've wanted to be a knight ever since I was a small child. Not just any knight, like one you might find serving within the castle guard, but a true knight—serving a master. However, my father has always had different plans for me. He wants me to marry, for the benefit of the Galatea family.
  • Byleth: You don't have to do what you don't want to.
  • Ingrid: Defying my father feels... wrong. I've seen how he's struggled over the years. His burden has always been far greater than any I've had to bear myself. While he fed me extravagant meals, he subsisted on meager portions and watered-down soups.... He never once complained—even though he must have been starving. Knowing his sacrifices, I've never been able to tell him my dream of becoming a knight. Although ultimately, I find myself betraying his wishes. Now that I have parted ways with my father, there is nothing to stop me from pursuing my dream. But even if I do become a knight, I feel an unease deep within me. I fear I will never escape this guilt I carry. That I have shunned my duty as a noble.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sometimes there's no avoiding such complications.
    • Choice 2: Could you not find a way to do both?
    • Choice 3: It's no use worrying about things that are in the past.
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes. I know. All I can do is accept this inner turmoil.
    • Choice 2 response: To follow both my dream and my duty? I... I had never considered that as an option. Perhaps there is a way.
    • Choice 3 response: Of course not. We cannot change what has already come to pass.
  • Ingrid: Even with the academy days long behind us, you're still a professor, through and through. Always listening to others' troubles and offering up your wisdom. I really am grateful for all that you do for us, Professor. I hope you'll always be here as a guide for everyone. I know I myself would appreciate that deeply...

S Support Edit

  • Ingrid: Is something the matter? You seem lost in thought.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Just taking a little break.
    • Choice 2: I was waiting for you.
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: I know you've been very busy lately. It's wise to take breaks and rest. Especially with all that is going on in the world…
    • Choice 2 response: Actually, I...um... I wanted to speak with you about something.
  • Ingrid: I-I promised myself I would wait until the war was over...
  • Byleth: What is it?
  • Ingrid: Well. Professor, I have feelings for you. Of course, I respect you as a person, and I'll understand if you can't love me back, but... still, I had to tell you. Though my focus has ever been on my duty and training, I cannot deny the feelings that have arisen. My dream is to attain knighthood, but now I have a new dream to hold tight to... That is to be with you, always.
  • Byleth: …
  • Ingrid: Um... I...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I have something for you.
    • Choice 2: There's something I want as well.

(Byleth offers mother's ring)

  • Ingrid: Oh! Is this... I must say I'm a little... inelegant with such matters. Battle is all I know. Are you quite certain?

(Byleth nods)

  • Ingrid: You truly desire to spend your life with me... I am so happy! I...I worried that my feelings would go unrequited. Now that all of that is out in the open, I feel as light as a feather! My love... I... I swear to stay by your side, always. I swear on the goddess above... and on your, here at my side. You and I, together, entering this new age. No matter what the future brings, I will stand by you, as your sword, your shield, and your dearest companion.
  • Ingrid: There is nothing that brings me more joy. It truly is all I need in this world. I love you... so very much. Ah, I'm sorry! I'm overcome. This may take some getting used to.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Ingrid: Whew, I can't manage one more bite. So full... So full! Oh! Professor! What do you think you're doing here?! I came here to stuff my fa—I mean to have some ME time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I sort of followed you...
    • Choice 2: No reason, really.
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: You mean you saw that just now? All the food? Everything?! Ugh, so embarrassing... Maybe there's a nearby rock I can crawl under.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, so we're just running into one another by chance, then. Phew. If you had followed me here, I'd be a little...bothered. And probably embarrassed.
  • Byleth: Were you waiting for someone?
  • Ingrid: Who, me? No, no, of course not. I was just about to walk off all that food I just ate. Really, I came here to have some privacy. But you're here now, so I suppose that makes it a bit less private.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Are you worried people may get the wrong idea?
    • Choice 2: Just the two of us...
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: I suppose there's that possibility, now that you mention it.
    • Choice 2 response: Uh...well, yes. I suppose it's just us here...
  • Ingrid: Does that concern you too, Professor? I'm happy to return to the reception hall.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's not terribly concerning, really.
    • Choice 2: I'd love to come along.
  • Ingrid:
    • Choice 1 response: Of course. Nothing to see here! I'm happy to keep walking off this food, in that case. Ah, the stars certainly are beautiful tonight, hm? It's peaceful, looking up at them together, don't you think? Maybe we can do it again sometime.
    • Choice 2 response: If we return from here together, I worry that people would start unsavory rumors about us. I don't concern myself with gossip, but I'd hate for it to mar your reputation in any way. Are you certain? Fair enough. Let's head back, then.

With Claude Edit

C Support Edit

  • Claude: Hey, Teach. I see you’re as stony-faced as usual. Hmm. I can’t tell if you’re feeling resigned or if you’re just lost in thought. Or maybe you simply don’t care about anything that’s going on. Oh… Sorry. I really didn’t mean to be rude. I just find you fascinating. Actually, there’s something I’d like to talk to you about. Can you spare some time?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sure.
    • Choice 2: I'm busy.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: That’s just the sort of attitude I’d expect from a new teacher!
    • Choice 2 response: Is that right? Maybe this is news to you, but teachers are supposed to display an active interest in the well-being of their students. Students…like me.
  • Claude: Speaking of, before you came here, you were a mercenary, right? Always getting your hands dirty on the battlefield and whatnot? It’s a bit unusual that you suddenly decided to become a teacher one day. In any case, I’ve been meaning to ask. Did your father teach you how to fight?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes, he did.
    • Choice 2: No, he didn't.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: I figured. Your father used to lead the knights, didn’t he? And I hear he was a legendary mercenary as well.
    • Choice 2 response: Is that so? Well, I’m sure you grew up watching his fighting style, even if he didn’t teach you directly.
  • Claude: It must have been hard on your mother when you followed in your father’s footsteps and became a mercenary too.
  • Byleth: I never knew my mother.
  • Claude: I see. I suppose you grew up moving from battlefield to battlefield with your father then. You know, for someone who’s right around the same age as me, you certainly have an unusual amount of composure. I guess it’s only natural that you’d be different from young nobles who grew up in the lap of luxury.
  • Byleth: You don’t seem like a noble either.
  • Claude: Ha! Well, even so, I am heir to House Riegan, the leading family of the Alliance. But I didn’t exactly grow up in luxury like most people of noble blood. Hey, maybe that’s why you and I get along so well. Folks like us should stick together. As house leader, I’ll do all I can to help you out. We can start by making time for more little chats like this.

B Support Edit

  • Claude: Hey, Teach! Hold on a minute, OK? I’m gonna have this cleared up in no time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What are you doing?
    • Choice 2: Need some help?
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: I came across a fascinating book about poisons, and so I wanted to try mixing one up myself.
    • Choice 2 response: Nah, that’s OK. I’ll be finished soon. I’m just in the middle of mixing up a new poison.
  • Claude: Aaand…done! What do you think of that, Teach? A colorless, odorless poison! Say…care to test it out for me?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sure.
    • Choice 2: What does it do?
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: Whoa, really?! Heh, actually, I was just kidding. If you drink this, in two days’ time you’ll have terrible, um…let’s call it stomach trouble.
    • Choice 2 response: In two days’ time you’ll have a terrible case of…let’s call it stomach trouble. It’s a peaceful poison, so you’ll live, but you’ll certainly be inconvenienced.
  • Claude: I hear your silent question, Teach. Why the delay? That’s so it can be used even if you don’t have access to the target when you need the poison to take effect. Um, naturally, I have no immediate plans for this stuff! I suppose I just felt like broadening the ol’ horizons a bit. When devising schemes, it’s best to have as many options at your disposal as possible. Expanding those options is kind of a hobby for me.
  • Byleth: Why such a dangerous hobby?
  • Claude: Well, I grew up in an environment where it was necessary to think that way. It’s like I told you before, I wasn’t born into a life of luxury. Ever since I was a child, I’ve always been seen as…different from those around me. An outsider of sorts. I’ve been resented and hated. There have even been attempts on my life. I don’t believe I’ve earned such treatment, but that’s how it goes for people like me.
  • Byleth: I don’t think of you as an outsider.
  • Claude: Thanks, Teach. You know, in many ways I’m just a normal person like everyone else. But in the right environment, anyone could be seen as an outsider. It can become…overwhelming. That’s why I kept running. Kept fighting. As a kid I spent a lot of time licking my wounds and coming up with schemes, trying to keep my nose out of trouble while plotting against my enemies. My parents always told me I wouldn’t grow stronger if I didn’t learn to fight my own battles. And so, in the end, I did. And I grew up to be as independent and self-reliant as my parents always wished for me to be. Lucky me, right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You’ve been through a lot.
    • Choice 2: You grew up well.
  • Claude: If anyone knows what I’m talking about, it must be you. Eh, Teach? I get the feeling you know what it’s like to be an outsider. The moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you weren’t like everyone else. People don’t care for folks like that… You’d do well to watch your back. On the bright side, that’s also part of the reason that I find you so interesting.

B+ Support Edit

  • Claude: Hey, Teach. Do you believe in gods? I don't necessarily mean the goddess of the Seiros religion. Just... gods in general. Do you believe that incredible beings who control the fates of all really exist?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I do.
    • Choice 2: I do not.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: Huh. That's not the answer I was expecting. Though, honestly, I've recently become a bit of a believer myself.
    • Choice 2 response: Yeah, I didn't think so. I never used to believe in that sort of thing either.
  • Claude: I've always hated the idea of praying to a god. After all, you can only really rely on yourself. I still believe that. You can't win a war by leaving your fate in the hands of a god. Only tangible facts can really decide a war. Which side has the most troops, the best tactics, the better organization and planning. Of course, miracles can happen. And by that, I mean things that are completely outside of your control. Things that only seem to add up if you believe in the concept of fate... Things like... well, meeting you, for example.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Claude: You just seem sort of... impossible. I think everyone would agree with that. You can wield the Sword of the Creator, you're a tactical genius, and you have this strange ability to earn the trust of anyone you cross paths with. Before I met you, I never imagined that it was possible for someone like you to exist.
  • Claude: And yet, now that I know you, your presence in my life has quickly become invaluable. In fact, it's hard to imagine making my dreams come true without your help. Because of that, I can't believe for a second that our meeting was just a coincidence. That means it must have been fate. Maybe it was a miracle. Or maybe some god empathized with me and my dreams.
  • Byleth: Some god?
  • Claude: Again, I don't mean the goddess of Fódlan. Though... I suppose it may be hard for you to grasp what I'm talking about. People all over the world have different ideas about who or what the gods are, right? Even in distant lands across the ocean or over the mountains...
  • Claude: They have gods who see the world as a whole, who don't care about Fódlan's borders... Who don't meddle in our affairs. Who don't grant life or take it away. And maybe, sometimes, they'll make a miracle happen. A god like that... That's the sort of god I think I could believe in.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't understand.
    • Choice 2: I think I understand.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: Well, it doesn't really matter. Maybe gods like that only exist in my own head.
    • Choice 2 response: Careful, Teach! You'll anger the followers of Seiros if you say things like that.
  • Claude: I'm just speaking my mind, that's all. I think people should be free to believe in whatever gods they want. If a person believes in a god and that god becomes a support system to them, that's a good thing. That's what a god should be. Anyway... Maybe I've overstepped it.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It doesn't matter.
    • Choice 2: You have.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: I knew you'd understand.
    • Choice 2 response: Sheesh, no need to take offense! I just thought you might understand how I feel.
  • Claude: In any case, let's keep this conversation between the two of us, yeah?

A Support Edit

  • Claude: Oh, hey there. What are you doing up at this hour?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I couldn't sleep.
    • Choice 2: I could ask you the same question.
  • Claude:
    • Choice 1 response: Is that right? I guess the more you have to think about, the harder it is to fall asleep.
    • Choice 2 response: My brain's just... busy. Thoughts keep moving around and around in there, and meanwhile my eyes are wide open.
  • Claude: At times like this, I just gaze up at the stars to clear my head. I've been that way since I was a kid. Looking up at the big, starry sky makes my dreams feel small... which makes it feel like I can actually make them come true. I didn't believe in gods when I was a kid. Maybe that's because the night sky took their place for me.
  • Claude: Hey, Teach... Will you talk with me a while? I bet you've figured this out, but I wasn't born in Fódlan. Where I come from, the people of Fódlan are looked down on as cowards. Technically, that cowardice runs in my veins. On my mother's side, anyway. That's why the people who were around me when I was growing up thought of me as an outsider. But I don't believe the people of Fódlan are cowards. That kind of perspective is just based on ignorance.
  • Claude: The person from Fódlan who I know best is my mother. She fell in love with a man from the wrong side of the border and had the guts to leave home to pursue that love. I always threw that in the faces of anyone who tried to make a fool of me. My mother is proof the people of Fódlan aren't all cowards.
  • Claude: Just saying that doesn't achieve anything, though. I need to destroy the prejudices that have taken root in my homeland. That's why I came here, to see Fódlan with my own eyes. I thought I might be able to find a new perspective that could help me change things.
  • Claude: And what did I find? That the people here view anyone who's an outsider as a beast of sorts. I was shocked. Even though our cultures and beliefs are completely different, our two lands have that much in common. That's when I realized the only way to change things is to bring the whole world together and start anew. That's the dream I've been working towards since I first entered the Officers Academy five years ago. To unify the Alliance, and then all of Fódlan, and to bring a new set of values to this new land of mine... After that, I'd expand that vision to the rest of the world. Break down the walls and let a new perspective come rushing in! Start all over!
  • Claude: Do you think that's just a crazy pipe dream? Or a brilliant ambition?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Can you make that pipe dream come true?
    • Choice 2: Can you rise to the challenge of that brilliant ambition?
  • Claude: Not too long ago, I would have said that it was too much for me to accomplish on my own. But that's not how I feel anymore. And that's because I have you on my side now. Lately, I've spent a lot of time thinking about how I wouldn't have made it this far without you. You and me, Teach. We can go anywhere. Do anything. I hope you'll always walk in step with me... At least until the day comes when we can look out at the peaceful world we've built. Together.

With Lorenz Edit

C Support Edit

  • Lorenz: Professor. I understand that you were looking to speak with me. Perhaps you would like some insight on how to write your next lecture? While I do have a great many ideas, it would be inappropriate to—Oh? Am I mistaken? If that's the case, then what can I do for you?
  • Byleth: It's about the female students.
  • Lorenz: The ladies have complained? To you? About me? Preposterous. There must be some mistake. I am the heir of the noble House Gloucester. It is bred in me to treat all people with respect. Rest assured, you will not find anyone more upstanding than yours truly. Perhaps the issue is that the splendor of my noble presence is driving the ladies to distraction! If that is the crime, I do confess. I hope I've not troubled the ladies' hearts unduly.
  • Byleth: It is your advances they seem to find troubling.
  • Lorenz: Outrageous! That's absurd! Who would dare to allege such slander?!
  • Byleth: A number of female students, actually.
  • Lorenz: Of all the... Well I suppose I have offered several of them the honor of dining with me. It is impossible to tell if even the most well-bred young lady is a suitable companion for me merely by the sight of her. So in order for us to get to know each other properly, it is appropriate that we dine together. Thus far they have all declined, oddly enough. For some reason they seem to be exercising some form of restraint while speaking with me. I would never insist, of course. But I will admit I have, on occasion, after a day's pause, issued repeat invitations — in the fashion and style of a gentleman.
  • Byleth: That is the problem.
  • Lorenz: What?! Ridiculous! Dinner invitations from me, a problem? The very idea! I am a perfect gentleman. The son of a noble line! I've a wit like a rapier! And it takes but a glance to see that I'm gorgeous! No, I cannot believe such a thing. Are you sure this isn't the result of some sort of scheme? It cannot be otherwise. Someone has clearly devised a conspiracy against me. Someone who envies my position, who seeks to soil my sterling reputation with foul rumors. How crude. Please, Professor. It is beneath you to fall victim to such petty and obscene tactics. I implore you to take greater care in the future. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a great deal of work to do. Farewell.

(Lorenz leaves)

  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Lorenz: Professor. Have you been looking for me again? I am very busy, you know. I must insist that disruptions for lighthearted chats of this kind be kept to a minimum.
  • Byleth: I've been getting more complaints.
  • Lorenz: What did I tell you about falling victim to such salacious and slanderous rumors? As I've told you, there is obviously a conspiracy against me. There is no manner in which I could possibly be considered bothersome.
  • Byleth: The girls actually do seem bothered.
  • Lorenz: Professor, I assure you. You have been deceived. My adversary has poisoned the hearts of these ladies against me. The plot goes deeper than I thought...
    • Byleth: There is no conspiracy. This is real.
    • Byleth: You need to control yourself.
    • Byleth: This could become a serious issue.
  • Lorenz: But—Ah if you truly do insist... Please understand, Professor. I am not some scoundrel out for conquest. I am attempting to fulfill my duty as heir of House Gloucester. It is my responsibility to continue our noble line by finding a suitable lady to be my wife. It is a rigorous process. My family has the very highest standards for appearance, grace, temperament, and pedigree.
  • Byleth: So, commoners are excluded?
  • Lorenz: Typically yes, even if others are sometimes critical of that notion. For the nobility, marriage is not merely a union of individuals. It is also a union of families. It would not benefit the House Gloucester to be tied to a family of powerless commoners, would it? To achieve supremacy, it is necessary for my line to be tied to that of an influential family. That is the best path and prosperity for all. So, as you can see, the future of the Alliance rests on my shoulders.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's a remarkable responsibility.
    • Choice 2: That's quite an obligation.
  • Lorenz:
    • Choice 1 response: It is nothing out of the ordinary. Those of us with noble blood are born to this duty, you know.
    • Choice 2 response: If it is a burden, it is one I am all too familiar with. We nobles are born to this duty.
  • Lorenz: That being said, to avoid misunderstandings, I shall restrain myself until things calm down. I would rather not cause trouble for you, after all.

A Support Edit

  • Lorenz: Well met, Professor. I trust that you've not had any complaints about me lately?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Thankfully, no.
    • Choice 2: I haven't. Should I be worried?
  • Lorenz:
    • Choice 1 response: Good. For any trouble I may have caused, please accept my most humble apology.
    • Choice 2 response: Do you find it concerning that I've ceased making advances toward the ladies?
  • Lorenz: I've decided that it would be inappropriate for me to continue my search for a spouse while we are at war. I expect that means you will not be receiving any more complaints. I hope that puts you at ease. Actually, the introspection I've gained setting aside my search has motivated me to amend my conduct.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Embarrassed about your past behavior?
    • Choice 2: Finally admitting your conduct was a problem?
  • Lorenz: Not the phrasing I'd choose, but you're not wrong. Selfishly pursuing my own desires caused me to behave inconsiderably. For instance, it was arrogant and rude to invite ladies to dine with me purely to evaluate them. Our experiences in battle have also given me cause to doubt certain preconceptions I once held. Previously, I had considered it a requirement for my future spouse to come from a noble line. I once thought that commoners lacked the power to influence the wider world, as history might suggest. To find a commoner who made a real impact, one has to look all the way back to Nemesis. That was my belief, at any rate. But I realized that I have actually had an influential commoner right in front of me all along.
  • Byleth: Who?
  • Lorenz: Don't you see? I'm referring to you. You may wield the power of a Crest, but you are so much more than just that. You have managed to charm everyone around you. To compel them to trust and follow you. Though you may not realize it, that is no mean feat. It is altering the course of history in Fódlan! Your example puts my prior beliefs to shame.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: There's nothing to be ashamed of.
    • Choice 2: Your beliefs weren't completely wrong.
  • Lorenz: I appreciate the kind words. I have always sought to embody the ideal of nobility. That, at least, is a goal I continue to stand by. But now I know that bloodlines alone is not sufficient to gauge a person's worth. I've learned much of this from you. You are humble and open-minded, despite your power and skill. That is why I, at least, find you so charismatic. Perhaps that is the wrong way to say it. What I mean is that you set an admirable example. I can only hope someday to be your equal. Of course, you had better keep an eye on me, because I can achieve anything I set out to do. For I am none other than the handsome and talented Lorenz Hellman Gloucester!

With Hilda Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hilda: Hey, Professor! What are you doing, daydreaming in a place like this? It's lucky. As spacey as you are, you're always reliable in a pinch.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I wasn't daydreaming.
    • Choice 2: You were daydreaming too.
  • Hilda:
    • Choice 1 response: Sure. Then what were you thinking about?
    • Choice 2 response: Ha! Not as much as you!
  • Hilda: It's hard to tell what's going on in that skull of yours. Your expression is always blank. Come on... Smile! I was just playing around! Don't get mad. By the way, in the next battle, may I focus on logistical support... off the battlefield? There's no use having a weakling like me in the middle of the action. And it would bring down morale if I were killed.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're not a weakling.
    • Choice 2: I want you in the action.
  • Hilda: Have you even seen me, Professor? Look at these noodly little arms! I should be cheering everyone on from the sidelines. It'll certainly improve the boys' morale, don't you think?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Why aren't you taking this seriously?
    • Choice 2: Why don't you want to fight?
  • Hilda: Because even if I do, I won't be of any help. My big brother is the type of person who's supposed to be on the battlefield. For me, it's just a waste of energy. It's pointless. Everyone's cut out for something different. The right person for the right task, you know? Please, Professor? Keep me off the battlefield, and maybe I won't tell everyone you were daydreaming!

B Support Edit

  • Hilda: Hey, Professor! There are a lot of hardworking people here at the academy, huh? Everyone focuses on training without even needing to be told. Maybe they think, "I must protect my friends, even if I have to risk my neck!"
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're not diligent enough.
    • Choice 2: You won't protect your friends?
  • Hilda:
    • Choice 1 response: What?! I'm diligent! Everyone else is just... excessively diligent.
    • Choice 2 response: Of course I'll try to protect them, but...
  • Hilda: I don't understand why anyone would want to risk their life for someone else. Why you die, no matter how you died, it's over. To me, it's more important to enjoy life. We only live once, after all. It's a waste to spend all your time working and being responsible, right?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: No.
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure.
  • Hilda: Well, no matter what people may think, I'm going to keep being me. So, in our next battle, I'll support everyone from the sidelines!
  • Byleth: (Shakes head)
  • Hilda: Aw, come on! Please? How about I do something for you, as a way of saying thanks? Oh, I know! I'll let you join me for dinner in the city! Everyone would be jealous, you know. They'd all love to spend time with me. OK, OK! Just think on it.

A Support Edit

  • Hilda: Professor, I asked to be on the sidelines! Why'd you put me on the battlefield? You did protect me, so I guess I can't complain... Wait a second—you're hurt! Did that happen when you were defending me?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes.
    • Choice 2: No.
  • Hilda:
    • Choice 1 response: I thought so.
    • Choice 2 response: You're lying.
  • Hilda: How could you be so reckless?! Perhaps you'll say that that's what friends do. They look out for each other, and save each other. But if I saw you getting attacked, I wouldn't risk my neck to save you.
  • Byleth: Yes, you would.
  • Hilda: No! Don't overestimate me. I don't know if I've told you this, Professor. I have a very impressive big brother. I'm not just saying that. He's strong, smart, nice. He's basically perfect. Before Claude turned up, people talked about him becoming the next leader of the Alliance. Anyway, my parents have high expectations for my brother, and he almost always meets them. No one expects anything of me. If something's even a little bit difficult, I find someone else to do it for me. That's what I've done my whole life.
  • Byleth: Are you scared of disappointing people?
  • Hilda: Of course! I can't stand the idea of not meeting someone's expectations. I know how people react when that happens. From watching my brother, I mean. People force their expectations on you, and then if you fail they look so... disappointed. Whenever that happens to my poor brother, he looks just devastated. So don't expect anything of me, please. That way, I can't disappoint you!
  • Byleth: I won't expect anything, but I believe in you.
  • Hilda: You're stubborn! OK, fine. Keep believing in me. I do want to support you and support my friends... I just don't want to let you down.

S Support Edit

  • Hilda: Hey, Professor! What are you doing daydreaming in a place like this? I was doing the same, but still! I've been thinking, Professor... I worked hard to make it this far. All I wanted was to enjoy life, but so much for that! I had to go and become diligent. And it's entirely your fault.
  • Byleth: It is?
  • Hilda: Yes! You believed in me, even when I told you not to! When I failed, you encouraged me. You kept looking out for me. Being treated like that, well... It made me want to try harder. I've gone to such lengths for you, you know! Gah, what a pain.
    • Byleth: You've done well.
    • Byleth: Thank you.
  • Hilda: Hah! Does that mean I'm off the hook now? I guess it doesn't matter, because peace is here! No more hard work! Let's celebrate!
  • Byleth: Not so fast...
  • Hilda: Aw, what? I thought the fighting was over.

(Byleth offers his mother's ring)

  • Hilda: Does this mean... what I think it means?

(Byleth nods)

  • Hilda: Wow! I... If I accept, we'll be depending on each other for the rest of our lives. Your life's gonna be hard! You wanna lay that burden on me too? Here I thought I was free as a bird again... Don't you think this is a bit much? You're doing it again. Overestimating me. And yet, I have no choice but to accept. It's all your fault again, this time for making me fall in love with you. I do have one condition, however. Don't go thinking you can keep expecting things from me! A girl's gotta draw a line in the sand somewhere. From now on, I'm only going to do the things I want to do! So... Say, if I want to support you for the rest of our lives, I'll go ahead and do that. And I'll do the best I can. As for you, you had better keep taking care of me too. Got it?

(Byleth nods)

  • Hilda: Well then, now that all of that is settled... I happily accept! Thank you for watching over me, and believing in me. Let's keep doing that for each other for the rest of our lives!

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Hilda: Professor! You're not waiting for anyone, right? Thought so! I bet you've never heard the legend about this tower then.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I haven't...
    • Choice 2: What legend?
  • Hilda: Something special happens here during the Ethereal Moon, on the night of the ball. First, an unmarried boy and girl need to meet at the Goddess Tower and make a vow. Then, the goddess will grant them divine protection, and ensure that their vow comes true. Or so they say! It's a well-known story among the students. A couple guys invited me up here, but...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You turned them down?
    • Choice 2: They stood you up?
  • Hilda:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes, I did.
    • Choice 2 response: No! How rude. I turned them down.
  • Hilda: If I accepted their invitations, then our vow would come true. It's just a legend, sure...but I prefer to be cautious about such things. One of the guys was pretty handsome, and he came from a good family... But that doesn't really tell you what a person's like on the inside. I want a life partner who's good-hearted and good-looking. Anyway, I went for a walk and happened upon you, and I thought... "The professor's perfect. Why don't I just make a vow with him?" Hah! I'm just kidding, Professor. To be honest, I wanted to spy on you. See if you had someone else up here. Although, if you did want to make a vow with me, I wouldn't object. Need some time to consider?
  • Byleth: Yes. Let's revisit this tomorrow morning.
  • Hilda: Hang on! It won't mean anything tomorrow! Oh, I get it! Everyone's looking for you down there, girls included. You don't want to keep them waiting. You're pretty smooth, you know that? Well, I'm off, then. I'll see you at the ball. Ah... Did the goddess hear that conversation?

With Raphael Edit

C Support Edit

  • Raphael: Hngh... Hngh... Hngh... Ungh... Hngh... Hngh…

(screen fades in; Byleth enters)

  • Raphael: Phew... Oh, Professor! Are you here to train?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I came to train.
    • Choice 2: I came to check on you.
  • Raphael:
    • Choice 1 response: I knew it! Gotta train daily.
    • Choice 2 response: You should join me. Training is more important than worrying about me.
  • Raphael: Legs, back, chest, arms, abs. Gotta work 'em all, right? I just finished training and I feel great. Check me out! Are my muscles bulging?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I guess so?
    • Choice 2: I'm not sure about that.
  • Raphael: Another day of training and my muscles are ready to burst! Bulging muscles mean strength. I have to be strong if I want to be a proper knight. And I have to eat if I wanna keep training. Time to feast!
  • Byleth: Isn't studying also important for a knight?
  • Raphael: Ah, way to hit me where it hurts, Professor. I know I'd be in big trouble if I don't train my brain too. Anyone who can't get tactics, can't be a proper knight. It's just... I'm no good at remembering that kind of stuff. And train my brain instead of my body makes me sleepy! What if I start training twice as hard? Then I should only have to study half as much, right?
  • Byleth: You'll never be a proper knight if you don't study.
  • Raphael: You really think so? I can't let that happen! I guess I have no choice. I'll prove I can do it! Wish me luck, Professor! For my training and for my studies!

B Support Edit

  • Raphael: Great timing, Professor! I was just going to come find you.
  • Byleth: …
  • Raphael: Are you busy? I have a question about formations. I don't understand them at all. Are the speed of battle and the terrain connected somehow? There's too much to memorize!
  • Byleth: You don't have to remember everything.
  • Raphael: I don't? Then what do I have to know? I think I understand the basics. To start, you just...

(screen fades to black.)

  • Raphael: Ah! OK. I think I've got it! Thanks for the help, Professor! Brains and brawn, you've really got it all. With your help, I should have no trouble becoming a proper knight!
  • Byleth: Why do you want to be a knight?
  • Raphael: Huh? Didn't I tell you? My parents were merchants of the Alliance. They died in an an accident. That's why it's up to me to look after my little sis. I'm not great with bookkeeping, so I didn't think I'd make a good merchant. I talked to Grandpa and he suggested I become a knight. So I sold all our valuables and used the money to pay my way into the academy. My sis won't survive if I get kicked out, so I can't give up now!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Had you no other options?
    • Choice 2: Did you consider becoming a mercenary?
  • Raphael: I might have tried being a mercenary if I didn't have my little sis to look after. I probably shouldn't say this, but being a mercenary does sound like an easier life. Mercenaries have no responsibilities, and no one else to worry about. But someone's gotta take care of my little sis, so that's out of the question. Serving as a knight in a noble house is more secure, and you don't have to worry about dying...unless there's a war. My sis has been through so much. I don't want her to have to worry about me. Hey. Do you have any siblings, Professor?
  • Byleth: No.
  • Raphael: Then you probably think I'm missing out on my freedom, having to support her, huh? But, working hard for my sister isn't too bad. Call it a burden, call it a challenge. If it makes my sister happy, I'm happy too! You should ask your father to have some more kids! Anyway, that's why I've got to become a proper knight!

A Support Edit

  • Raphael: Hey, Professor! I think you've been working too much lately. The battle's gonna keep going with or without you, but you're the one doing the most out there! It's real impressive how you can focus on giving orders and fighting! I don't think I could do both in the same battle. I see you running all over the place, even after the battle is over. I just don't want you to wear yourself out.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'll be OK.
    • Choice 2: Maybe I am tired.
  • Raphael:
    • Choice 1: Oh yeah? As soon as you say you're fine, that's when it hits you.
    • Choice 2: You gotta take a break when you can. Even when you're feeling fine, it can suddenly hit you!
  • Raphael: No offense, Professor, but don't you think some folks might be taking advantage of you? Claude keeps asking you to do things, but you never say no. Like when you gave that speech to the troops. That didn't seem like something you wanted to do. I know you gotta follow orders on the battlefield, but you should have to do things off the battlefield fi you don't wanna.
  • Byleth: You've done things you don't want to do.
  • Raphael: What do you mean? Like studying? Sure it's not my favorite thing in the world, but that was to keep my little sis fed. I had good reason for it.
  • Byleth: It's the same for me.
  • Raphael: The same, huh? I think I get what you mean. You do things you don't wanna do for the sake of everyone else. That's real noble of you, Professor. I guess I can't get in your way if you're doing it for the right reason. OK, then. I'm gonna keep trying to do my best, but now I'm gonna do it for you. My little sis is important to me, but you're real important too. I always work hard for the people who matter to me. And having more of them in my life just means I gotta work even harder! What do you think?
  • Byleth: I think you're important to me too, Raphael.
  • Raphael: Really?! I wasn't expecting you to say that! You're gonna make me blush! We gotta keep working hard together then. At least until this war's over. I'll work hard to make sure you don't collapse from exhaustion! You've got nothing to worry about, Professor. I've been training nonstop. I got your back, no matter what!

With Lysithea Edit

C Support Edit

  • Lysithea: Honestly, what do they all take me for? I'm fine. Perfectly and completely fine. It's hardly different from daytime. I'm not scared.

(Byleth enters.)

  • Lysithea: Ahhhhh! Guh-guh-GHOST! Uh... Hang on... Professor? Is that you? Oh, well... Good evening! Hahaha!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Where are you headed?
    • Choice 2: What are you doing?
  • Lysithea: Oh, I left something in the dining hall, so I'm on my way to fetch it. But you don't need to come with me or anything like that. I'm fine on my own — really!
  • Byleth: I wasn't planning on it...
  • Lysithea: You weren't? Oh. Apologies for making an assumption. The truth is, everyone I come across asks if I'd like some company. They all seem to think I'll be scared wandering alone at night. So rude and presumptuous, you know? I'm perfectly capable of being on my own!
  • Byleth: Of course. Good evening, then.
  • Lysithea: Hey! Professor, wait! I...um, well... I thought it might be nice to walk and talk together, to the dining hall. Shall we? To be abundantly clear, this has nothing to do with my nonexistent fear of ghosts.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'd be happy to.
    • Choice 2: Actually, I'm a bit busy...
  • Lysithea:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, you must be bored! Fantastic, then!
    • Choice 2 response: Oh. On patrol? Well, you should probably patrol on over to the dining hall, then!

(Byleth nods.)

  • Lysithea: Wonderful! After all, there's lots of very important food stored there.

(Byleth and Lysithea enter the dining hall.)

  • Lysithea: Do you mind, um, filling the void with some chatter? Some find silence to be a bit unsettling, after all.
  • Byleth: What would you have me say?
  • Lysithea: OK, I confess. I AM scared of ghosts! The monastery is unnerving to me at night. So, can we talk about something, please? Anything! I've noticed for quite some time now—you treat all your students equally, don't you? You've never treated me differently simply because I'm younger than the others. And I've always appreciate that.
  • Byleth: You're younger?
  • Lysithea: Isn't it rather obvious? I'm roughly two to three years younger than the rest of the class. Have you just not been paying close enough attention to those you teach? That's poor form for a professor... Oh! There, I've found what I was looking for! Well, I'd better be on my way now. Good night!

B Support Edit

  • Lysithea: Professor, thank you for helping me with my training.
  • Byleth: Anytime.
  • Lysithea: I'd love to do this again, if possible. Your advice is always so useful. Everyone thinks you're a wonderful teacher. You account for people's weaknesses while capitalizing on their strengths. Initially, I wasn't sure you paid too much attention to your students. Clearly, I was wrong. After all, were that the case, you wouldn't be capable of providing such useful feedback. I'll continue to learn and grow from your instruction, Professor. I just know it!
  • Byleth: You're quite determined.
  • Lysithea: You think I'm determined?
  • Byleth: Yes. You're always pushing yourself.
  • Lysithea: Professor, I... Thank you! You're the only one who's ever praised me like that. I mean, people are always telling me I've got a knack for magic. If you can call the power of my Crests a "knack," they aren't wrong, per se. Though bearing two Crests isn't a gift I ever asked for... Anyhow, I've made a point to work harder than most and not rely too heavily on the power they bestow. So I find it frustrating that the only praise I seem to receive is directly related to that power. If you've noticed how hard I work, then, well... It just... It makes me very happy.
  • Byleth: Why do you work yourself so hard?
  • Lysithea: Well, you see... I... It is because I am the only child of House Ordelia. I must do all I can for my family name. I'm determined to someday be of real value to them, and that day must come soon. I can't waste any time. I don't have much of it left... Anyway, I should be going. Thank you again for your help!

A Support Edit

  • Lysithea: Thank you for helping me with my training again today, Professor. I'm gonna keep at it for a while longer, so you go on ahead.
  • Byleth: You should get some rest.
  • Lysithea: I can't. Not when I'm right on the cusp of using my power to greater potential. Surely you yourself are tired. Just...don't worry about me, OK?

(Lysithea collapses on the ground.)

  • Byleth: …

(Lysithea awakens in the infirmary.)

  • Lysithea: I'm sorry, Professor. It was careless of me to continue, despite how fatigued I clearly was. I probably should have listened to you. Now I've made a mess of things. I can't help but feel the need to rush, in all things, constantly. You get that way when you realize...you haven't got much time.
  • Byleth: What do you mean?
  • Lysithea:
    • (Verdant Wind route): I believe I've mentioned that House Ordelia was, at one time, being controlled by people from the Empire. During that time, strange people—mages, perhaps—came and performed rituals on all the youth within my family.
    • (Other routes): Thirteen years ago, House Ordelia was involved in a civil conflict within the Empire. All we did was respond to a call for aid. We weren't involved politically. But once the rebellion was crushed, my family was held responsible for the aid we gave, and the Empire gained some sway over us as a result. At the time, the noble houses of the Alliance took a passive stance. No one lent aid to my family. As a result, some key officials within the family were killed, and people from the Empire were sent to replace them. Among those people were some mysterious mages. They were...unsettling, in a word. Skin pale as death. One after another, they captured and imprisoned the children of our household. They began performing terrible rituals on the children... Though it's probably more accurate to call them experiments.
  • Lysithea: With the Empire monitoring our every move, my parents could do nothing but watch in horror as all of this unfolded. One after another, the children died, until the only one left...was me. You know, my hair wasn't always this color. During their experiments, they'd been doing things with my blood. One morning, I awoke like this — a shock of white hair, all trace of pigment, gone. Upon seeing me, the mages were delighted. They realized that their experiments had finally succeeded. Sure enough, they ran a test and saw that two Crests coexisted within me. Losing pigment from my hair wasn't the only loss. The mages informed me that my lifespan was now greatly shortened. Five more years at most. Perhaps less.
  • Byleth: How awful...
  • Lysithea: Shortly thereafter, the mages lost interest in me, and we never saw them in the Ordelia household again. Since all that, our family has been in decline — it's challenging now even to govern our territory. After all my mother and father have suffered, I at least want them to have peace as they grow older. That is all I wish for...but I haven't much time to ensure it comes to pass.
  • Byleth: It's too soon to give up.
  • Lysithea: It's not like what's been done to me can be undone.
  • Byleth: Let's try to find a way to undo it.
  • Lysithea: Professor... The only way I can conceive of would be to remove my Crests somehow. But I don't know if that's even remotely possible. Even if it were... I wouldn't be of much use to you and the others without my Crests.
  • Byleth: We will find a way.
  • Lysithea: You sound resolved. I'll allow your resolve to bolster my own! Thank you, Professor.

S Support Edit

  • Lysithea: …
  • Lysithea: Professor, I…
  • Byleth:We've done what we can.
  • Lysithea: We have. I can feel that the Crests are no longer a part of me. That must mean I'll… I mean, my body will…
  • Byleth: We can't say for sure, but we can hope.
  • Lysithea: Thank you, Professor. No matter the outcome, I feel a sense of peace. I have hope, and that hope will carry me through it all. You've done so much, searching for a way to remove my Crests—to save me. I can't tell you how much it means to me.
  • Byleth: So, what will you do now?
  • Lysithea: I will not claim my title. House Ordelia will end with my father's generation. After this, I'm going to begin preparations for our family's dissolution. This will ensure that the people of our territory will not be troubled. And my parents will be able to live out their lives in peace.
  • Byleth: And after that?
  • Lysithea: A good question… I hadn't considered it. But, assuming I have life left in me… Would it be all right if I came back here? To…stay by your side? Without my Crests, I'm not sure what all I'd be able to do for you. But you have given me a new life. I want to use my time to support you however I can. I just…
  • Byleth: Lysithea… I want you to have this.

(Byleth gives Lysithea his ring.)

  • Lysithea: Oh! Is this… This is…
  • Byleth: I'll be waiting for your safe return.
  • Lysithea: …
  • Lysithea: What I said earlier about not caring what the outcome of all this is… I take it back. For the longest time, I didn't think I'd be around to be a part of the future you and everyone were creating. That I had no place in it. But now, I cannot fight it any longer… I do care. And I do not wish to give up on chasing that future. I do not wish to die! I refuse to give up…on myself, or on our future. And so…I promise to come back to you. No matter what!
  • Lysithea: Once I'm back…
  • Byleth: We will chase that future. Together.
  • Lysithea: Yes, I quite like the sound of that. Together! It is decided. We will be together forever. Living long, full lives! Count on it, my love.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Lysithea: Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Yes?
    • Choice 2: Actually, I'm a ghost.
  • Lysithea:
    • Choice 1 response: I saw you wandering off to this tower. I thought you might be lost or something, so I followed you inside.
    • Choice 2 response: Don't toy with me like that, Professor! I know it's you. I figured you might be lost or something, so I followed you inside.
  • Lysithea: Everyone seems to be looking for you. You're surprisingly popular.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That surprises you, does it?
    • Choice 2: Naturally.
  • Lysithea:
    • Choice 1 response: I do find it surprising, yes. Particularly your popularity with the ladies.
    • Choice 2 response: Despite your confidence, I'm still surprised by your popularity with the ladies.
  • Lysithea: It isn't like you're very sociable, after all. Not to be rude, mind you.
  • Byleth: How do you fare in such matters?
  • Lysithea: Er, I wouldn't know, to be honest. I have no interest in such things. The academy is for honing one's skills. Not for frivolous romances, despite what the other students may think. I overheard them gossiping about a place where a man and a woman can make a vow, and it is certain it will come to pass. Seems to be some folktale they enjoy. I wonder where this "place" is...
  • Byleth: The Goddess Tower?
  • Lysithea: Oh, of course! I recall now. It's— Wait. That's... That's here, isn't it?! Uh, just to be clear, this is pure coincidence. I didn't follow you for...for that. But we are here alone, so people may wonder what our aim is. Let's get out of here before someone sees us and gets the wrong idea!
  • Byleth: There's no need for panic.
  • Lysithea: Are you saying you don't mind if someone sees us and thinks… Oh, I suppose you believe there's no danger of that, since it's just me. You're treating me like a child, aren't you? Well, I don't mind either, then. Obviously there's nothing going on here. If you're going stick to around until we collect dust, then so will I!
  • Lysithea: …
  • Lysithea: Actually, I'm gonna go now. Don't you stay too long either! You'll catch your death of cold out here.

With Ignatz Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ignatz: Hm. Hmm...
  • Byleth: …
  • Ignatz: Uhh... Mmm...
  • Byleth: …
  • Ignatz: OK. I've decided on the composition.
  • Byleth: Composition?
  • Ignatz: That's right, the composition for my next paint... Wait! Professor? How long have you been standing there? You haven't been watching me, have you? Uh, no, I misspoke! Did I say painting? I meant to say, uh...
  • Byleth: You paint?
  • Ignatz: Well, I've thought for a while that it might be nice to paint the scenery here. The contours of that tree, set against the stark shapes of the faraway peaks... Of course, I only paint after I've finished my chores. I'd never put my at before my responsibilities! My studies are paramount. I shall always uphold my duties as a student of the Officers Academy! Whereas art is...a hobby of mine, you might say. Everyone has hobbies, right? I'm sure you have one.
    • Byleth: No, none.
    • Byleth: Nothing comes to mind.
  • Ignatz: Oh! Well, perhaps it's different for you, Professor. But it's perfectly normal for people to have hobbies. Reading, for instance. Or fishing, or taking midday naps. For me, it's making art. Hobbies are healthy! They're a good way of relieving stress. You might consider taking up a hobby, Professor. Anything to clear your mind. Think about it. It's much easier to focus if you're feeling refreshed. There isn't a rule against hobbies, is there? If you tell me to stop, I'll stop. I shall never again put brush to canvas!
    • Byleth: That's not what I'm saying.
    • Byleth: Paint as much as you like.
  • Ignatz: Really? It's OK for me to paint? Well... I mean, if you're sure. But really, it's nothing more than a little diversion. A frivolous pastime. Um, I think I ought to go back to my quarters now, if it's all the same to you.

B Support Edit

  • Ignatz: All right, time to sneak off and do some painting…

(Byleth enters)

  • Ignatz: Professor! S-such lovely weather today, huh? I was, ah, just about to go for a walk.
  • Byleth: Why are you bringing paper?
  • Ignatz: What, this? No, it's uh... Oh, I'm sorry, Professor. I'll admit it. I was going to do some painting. You remember the place where we talked before? I've been painting the scenery there. I'm still keeping up with my academics and training, of course! I just painting my spare time as a change of pace.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not accusing you.
    • Choice 2: You don't have to hide it.
  • Ignatz:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh. You're not? Ah, well, yes, I suppose you're not.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh. I don't? Ah, well, yes. Maybe you're right.
  • Ignatz: I may have gotten ahead of myself. I'm sorry for panicking there. Honestly...I'm just worried that my father will find out that I've been painting.
  • Byleth: I'm not going to tell him.
  • Ignatz: Of course. Why would you go out of your way to tell him that? Completely illogical of me. But it seems I've developed a bit of complex about it. My father's not a fan of my artistic pastime, you see. We're a merchant family, and my older brother is set to inherit the business. As for me, my father decided I should be a knight. That's why I'm at the academy. Painting won't help me become a knight. It's a waste of time...
  • Byleth: Is that why you feel guilty about it?
  • Ignatz: Well, yes. I feel like I'm betraying my parents. I hear that business has been slow for them over the past few years. If I become a knight for an influential noble house, I could use my connections to help support them. My father was determined to send me here. He must have been, considering the enormous amount of money he spent. I don't think I'm well suited to being a knight. My parents sent me to the academy for their sake, not my own. When I think about how hard my family is working just to stay in business, how can I sit idly by? All of which is just to say that painting will have to remain my little hobby, nothing more. Not that I could make a career out of it, even if I want to. That's just a fantasy.

A Support Edit

  • Ignatz: How incredible. What a striking color. Ah, Professor! Look at this stone. Such a brilliant blue. You don't normally find stones like this around here. I ought to grind it down. I wonder if it would still be the same color.
  • Byleth: Why would you grind it down?
  • Ignatz: To make pigment for my art! Good supplies don't come cheap. I prefer to make my own. Blue is especially expensive. How fortunate that I chanced upon this remarkable blueness! Oh, I'm sorry. There I go again, blathering on and on about painting.
  • Byleth: Well, it's just a hobby, right?
  • Ignatz: Oh yes, but I know that I can get rather caught up in it and, ah, enthusiastic. You know, Professor, no matter how impassioned I become about my art, you never hold it against me. One could argue that I'm better off preparing for our next battle. I am becoming a knight.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Wouldn't you rather become an artist?
    • Choice 2: You should become an artist.
  • Ignatz: Oh, Professor. Please don't say things like that. I gave up on my artistic dreams long ago. To support my family, I will be a knight. That's that.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Will you regret that choice?
    • Choice 2: You'll regret that choice.
  • Ignatz:
    • Choice 1 response: No. I know it's the right thing to do.
    • Choice 2 response: No, I won't. I'm doing the right thing.
  • Ignatz: I'll continue with my art as a hobby. I don't think I could ever give it up. When I see something beautiful, I can't suppress the urge to paint it. I don't have a choice. And if my art can bring happiness to even one person, that's good enough for me.
  • Byleth: As long as you're sure.
  • Ignatz: ...Professor, I have a favor to ask. I'm painting a portrait right now. When it's finished, I'd like to give the piece to you. Would you take it? Perhaps it can bring you a little happiness. That will have made the effort well worth it.

(Byleth nods)

  • Ignatz: Oh, excellent! Is that a promise? Because I'm really going to put my heart into it. Ah, that is. I'm going to enjoy partaking in this casual hobby of mine!

With Marianne Edit

C Support Edit

  • Marianne: Dear Goddess, I ask for guidance...
  • Marianne: …

(Byleth enters)

  • Marianne: Professor! I suppose you came by to pray too?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's right.
    • Choice 2: Just passing by.
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: I see. That's why I'm here too.
    • Choice 2 response: I see. Well that's why I'm here.
  • Byleth: What were you praying for?
  • Marianne: Oh, um. Nothing specific. I only call upon the goddess to give thanks, or perhaps to ask for protection. Anyhow, I should be on my way.
  • Byleth: Do you have a moment to chat?
  • Marianne: Um. OK…
  • Marianne: …I'm sorry. I don't really know what to say. I'm not very good at taking to people. The truth is, I didn't interact with people all too often before I came here.
  • Byleth: Why is that?
  • Marianne: Oh, um, no particular reason. I'm simply not very good at it. That's just how I am.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Don't worry about it.
    • Choice 2: I'm sorry to have disturbed you.
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah! Um. Thank you. I'm sorry. You shouldn't waste your time worrying about me. Please, just ignore me. I, um, have to be going now. Good-bye, Professor!
    • Choice 2 response: No! No need to apologize. Thank you. I'm sorry. You shouldn't waste your time worrying about me. Please, just ignore me. I, um, have to be going now. Good-bye, Professor!

(Marianne leaves)

  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Marianne: Um... Professor! There's something I need to say...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm happy to listen.
    • Choice 2: This isn't like you.
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: Thank you.
    • Choice 2 response: Ah, sorry...
  • Marianne: How should I put this... I don't seem to be getting along with everyone. I don't contribute much either. Am I a nuisance to you, Professor? If so, I'll leave. Of course, my adoptive father may not understand, but if I must...
  • Byleth: Your adoptive father?
  • Marianne: Oh, my adoptive father is one of the new nobles of the Alliance. His territory is to the north. He was a distant relative who took me in after my parents vanished. He's blessed with great drive and ambition. Some may go so far as to call it avarice. He wishes to marry me off to a powerful noble. That's why he sent me to the academy. If I left now, I'm sure he'd have a strong opinion about it. Ah, sorry. I strayed away from the topic. I'm not good at telling stories either.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I understand.
    • Choice 2: You were saying?
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: Ah, good. I'm glad.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, of course. Where was I?
  • Marianne: So, as I was saying... Are you sure I'm not bothering you, Professor?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You're no bother at all.
    • Choice 2: I'm not complaining.
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh! I'm so grateful to hear you say that.
    • Choice 2 response: But, um...
  • Marianne: What I'm trying to say is...you should keep your distance. I'm more trouble than I'm worth.
  • Byleth: I won't agree to that.
  • Marianne: You only say that because you don't know the real me. I'm sorry. I have to go!
  • Byleth: …

A Support Edit

  • Marianne: Dear Goddess, I ask for guidance...
  • Marianne: …
  • Marianne: Professor. You're always watching over me, aren't you?
  • Byleth: Of course.
  • Marianne: I've spent my whole life avoiding people. Speaking to others was so difficult for me, so I made a point to always be alone. Animals and the goddess were the only ones I could really open up to. Do you remember the time you asked me what it was I prayed for?
  • Byleth: Thanks and protection?
  • Marianne: Yes, but that wasn't the case. Back then, I felt that my life served no purpose and that I was nothing more than a burden. In truth, I was begging the goddess to take me to her. That was my daily prayer. But now I fear the idea of dying and being left alone. I have friends who accept me for who I am now, in spite of my Crest. And I have you watching over me. I've finally learned to accept the kindness and warmth of others. It's because of you, Professor. Because of you, I've decided to live.
  • Byleth: …
  • Marianne: I'm sorry to have worried you, but I'm all right now. Even if I'm separated from you or any of my friends... The memories I've made here will give me the strength to continue on!
  • Byleth: You should look to the future instead of the past.
  • Marianne: Um...
  • Byleth: From now on, we'll look to the future... together.
  • Marianne: Oh! I'm sure I'll have the strength to move forward if we're together!

S Support Edit

  • Marianne: I apologize for chasing after you. I really need to speak with you, but I can come back if now is not a good time.
  • Byleth: No, now is fine.
  • Marianne: Thank you. You've always been so accepting of me. You've never rejected me for my flaws. You have given me the strength and courage to look forward to my future. But I won't know what to do with myself when the war has ended. When I'm gone, will I keep moving forward or back?
  • Byleth: What do you want to do?
  • Marianne: Well, my adoptive father wants me to return home right away. Though he put all that talk of marrying me off to a powerful noble on hold... for now. Apparently I'm being hailed as a hero back home. Can you imagine that? Me, a hero! And now my family wants me by their side so they can flaunt my new status about town. How silly. Even so, it is nice that my relationship with my adoptive father has improved. It is starting to feel as though I am a true daughter to him at last.
  • Byleth: Will you return home as requested?
  • Marianne: No. I've been considering what would be the best course for my future and...
  • Marianne: (presenting ring) Well, here! Please... won't you take this?
  • Byleth: …
  • Marianne: I'm sorry for surprising you with this so suddenly. In truth... I've surprised even myself. It's unthinkable that someone who spent their entire life avoiding people could offer you a ring... But who I am now... It's all thanks to you. You've shown me a strength I didn't know I could possess. I wanted you to see how far I've come, and how much I've grown... I guess... I wanted you to see me show a little bravery. I'm not asking you to marry me here and now. That would... be a bit much, perhaps. Maybe we can just think of this as a promise... that you will always be in my heart.
  • Byleth: Marry me, Marianne.
  • Marianne: What?! Really? You would want to marry me? Even with all my flaws?
  • Byleth: I love you just as you are.
  • Marianne: You know... I'm stronger now, but I can grow even more if you stay by my side. I'll do everything in my power to support you... and I hope you will continue to support me as well! I ... I love you. So very deeply. Thank you for giving me the world.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Marianne: Please be patient! I'll be done with my prayer in a moment... Dear Goddess, I beg thee… Oh! Professor?
  • Byleth: Is someone else here?
  • Marianne: No... I'm the only one here. Umm… Well, more accurately, I'm the only human present. My bird friend is here as well.
  • Byleth: You're talking to a bird?
  • Marianne: No! Well. It's more like the bird is...doing me a favor. They say if a man and a woman pray here, on this night, their wish will come true. At least, that's how the legend goes.
  • Byleth: And the bird?
  • Marianne: It's a pigeon. A...male pigeon. At least, I think so. I thought he might count as a man.
  • Marianne: …
  • Byleth: …
  • Marianne: Well, I'd better be leaving. It seems my pigeon friend got impatient and flew away.
  • Byleth: I'm sorry...
  • Marianne: No, it's fine. The goddess probably wouldn't accept a male pigeon anyway.
  • Byleth: I'll take his place.
  • Marianne: Oh? Um. Are you saying you'll pray with me, Professor?
  • Byleth: …
  • Marianne: Thank you! If you have a wish for the future, let's pray for it, OK?
  • Byleth: What is your wish?
  • Marianne: Who, me? Oh, nothing in particular. Let's pray for your wish. There must be something you want. Well?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Peace in Fódlan.
    • Choice 2: Only to see you smile.
  • Marianne:
    • Choice 1 response: Very well. Let us pray.
    • Choice 2 response: Hey, no need to tease me...
  • Marianne: Professor? I must be going now, but...I'm glad I ran into you.

With Leonie Edit

C Support Edit

  • Leonie: Phew... Oh, Professor! Are you training too? I was just about to finish up, but if you want to join in, I can stick around a while longer.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You don't have to stay just for me
    • Choice 2: I might be here a while
  • Leonie: Oh, no. It's fine! Just do your thing. Don't mind me. Come on. Don't be shy.

(scene transition)

  • Leonie: Phew! I'm beat...but we're finally done.
  • Byleth: You didn't have to stay for my whole routine.
  • Leonie: I was...already training when you got here, and I...finished right alongside you... Guess I...outlasted you, huh?
  • Byleth: It's not a competition.
  • Leonie: Speak for yourself! I'm always looking to improve. By the way, Professor. Something I wanted to ask.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Let's hear it, then.
    • Choice 2: Ask me whatever you want.
  • Leonie: Are you really Captain Jeralt's kid?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I don't know.
    • Choice 2: That's what I'm told.
  • Leonie: That's a pretty detached tone to take about your own family. What's your opinion of him, then? You must look up to him, at least?
  • Byleth: I respect him, of course.
  • Leonie: Hm. It doesn't sound like you really appreciate him. You didn't even know until you came here that he used to lead the Knights of Seiros, did you? If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be half the person you are now. You've probably never even thought about how lucky you are. Ugh! OK, this really bothers me! Listen up. I don't care if you're the teacher and I'm the student. I'm going to outshine you. I know you were some famous mercenary before you came here, but let me tell you something... I'm going to be better than you ever were! In fact, I'll surpass you in no time at all, so don't blink. You might miss it.
  • Byleth: …

B Support Edit

  • Leonie: Hey, Professor. Got a minute? Look, I'm sorry I snapped at you. I didn't mean to lose my temper. I was rude to you. I should have known better.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's all right.
    • Choice 2: I wasn't offended.
  • Leonie: Hah. I thought you might say that. In that way, you're just like Captain Jeralt. You accept other people. You don't let petty details get under your skin.
  • Byleth: How do you know my father?
  • Leonie: Well, when I was a kid, I kind of latched on to him. I've been calling myself his apprentice ever since. He spent some time in the village I grew up in. Actually, you weren't with him back then. Why not?
  • Byleth: I don't remember.
  • Leonie: Huh. Maybe he left you with a relative or something. Anyway, back then, Jeralt's job was to deal with poachers—well, they were bandits—but we called them poachers. Nobody in the village could stand up to them. But your dad? He took them on like it was nothing. I was so impressed! All I could think was how amazing mercenaries were. I'd lived in that tiny village my whole life, so to me, Captain Jeralt was nothing short of a legend. So I went right up to him, and I told him I was going to be his apprentice. He didn't stick around long after that, but he did teach me a lot while he was with us. Tactics, strategy, training routines—it was all so new and exciting! So after he left, I kept at it. Kept training. Just like he taught me.
  • Byleth: I'm glad you got to see him again.
  • Leonie: Me too. I always planned to meet him again, once I became a top-tier mercenary. But I'm just glad I got to see him. To thank him properly and all. I've spent my whole life working to become a great mercenary like your father. There were so many times when I wanted to ask his advice, but I couldn't. I just had to make do. That's how I've made it this far. Just hard work, all on my own. But then you come along... And it's like you don't appreciate Captain Jeralt at all, or how lucky you were to have him around your whole life! Ugh! It still really bothers me! You might be his kid, but I'm still his best apprentice! Got it?!
  • Byleth: …

A Support Edit

  • Leonie: Hey, Professor. Can we talk? I feel terrible about the last time we spoke. I was trying to apologize, and just ended up losing my temper again. I'm really sorry.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: It's all right.
    • Choice 2: I don't mind.
  • Leonie: I figured you'd say that, but I still feel like an idiot. Somehow, I just have a hard time keeping my feelings in check around you. And I think if I don't just tell you what I'm thinking, we'll never be able to have a normal conversation. So, let me clear the air. I want us to, uh...engage...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Engage in what? A duel?
    • Choice 2: You want to get engaged?!
  • Leonie:
    • Choice 1: Yeah! Exactly.
    • Choice 2: Yeah, I—wait, what?! No! I mean in a duel!
  • * Leonie: I know it's a sudden thing to ask, but I'm not going to feel settled until I know where I stand. Would you do that for me?
  • Byleth: All right.
  • Leonie: Good. Don't hold back, OK? I want to see you at your absolute best!

(scene transition)

  • Leonie: Phew! You got me. I'm completely outmatched...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sorry.
    • Choice 2: You held your own.
  • Leonie:
    • Choice 1: No, don't apologize! This is what I needed.
    • Choice 2: Maybe, but you were definitely stronger. Honestly, that's what I needed to see.
  • Leonie: You're a true successor to Captain Jeralt's style of swordplay. I almost felt like you were him. I thought I was competing with you...but that's as pointless as competing against him would've been. So instead of that, I'm going to focus on keeping the promise I made to him.
  • Byleth: What promise?
  • Leonie: Captain Jeralt said that, if anything should happen to him, I'd have to support you in his place. He didn't sound serious at the time, but it was right before he...you know. Before we lost him. So, I've decided. I'd like to do just what he said. I know I'm not as strong as I need to be. But I swear to you...I'll train until I am. What do you say? Can I call you my employer?
  • Byleth: I know I can count on you.
  • Leonie: Yes! It's official! I'll protect you, no matter what!

S Support Edit

  • Leonie: Professor? What are you doing here?
  • Byleth: I could ask you the same.
  • Leonie: I was talking to Jeralt. The sky feels so close...like you can almost touch the stars. I thought my voice might reach him.
  • Byleth: What were you saying?
  • Leonie: That the war's finally over. And that his kid and his greatest apprentice did an amazing job out there! Haha, maybe I'm overselling the part I played.
  • Byleth: You were amazing.
  • Leonie: Thanks, but I was nothing compared to you. I feel like an idiot for ever thinking I could surpass you. I have managed to keep my promise though. So, how would you feel about hiring me again? Can't exactly go and break my word now, can I?
  • Byleth: Your promise is already fulfilled.
  • Leonie: The war's over, but the enemy might still be lurking! What if they're waiting until I'm gone to attack you?!
  • Byleth: I'll be fine.
  • Leonie: But—Oh, I get it. You're probably pretty tired of me always trailing after you, huh?
  • Byleth: Not at all. In fact... I love you, Leonie.
  • Leonie: Love?! As in... As in the way a commander loves his soldiers, right? Of course that's what you mean... Oh, that's...that kind of love! Can this really be happening? You want to marry me?
  • Leonie: …
  • Leonie: I... Of course I will! You are being serious, right? That would be an awful joke... I'm sorry. I should have been more honest. All that stuff about my promise a minute ago, it was mostly just an excuse for wanting to be near you. But I'm not really the romantic type, so I had a hard time coming out and saying it. Are you sure this is what you want though? I'm not exactly conventional. Guess I'm really wearing this ring, then, aren't I? But I do still have a promise to keep with Captain Jeralt too.
  • Leonie: You've got a big job ahead of you, building a whole new Fódlan. I'm going to support you through all of that. Make sure it never gets to be too much. Then that's that! I promise to protect you until death parts us! And...I'll be happy for you to do the same for me.

Goddess Tower Support Edit

  • Leonie: Hey, Professor. You all alone here? I mean, you're not waiting for anyone or anything, are you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Actually, I'm meeting the archbishop.
    • Choice 2: Manuela should be here any moment.
  • Leonie:
    • Choice 1 response: Liar. I saw Lady Rhea just moments ago. She was in the reception hall.
    • Choice 2 response: Yeah, right! I just passed her flirting with some guy on my way up.
  • Leonie: Anyway, I saw you heading to the tower, so I thought I'd drop by. I figured you might be lonely.
  • Byleth: You figured that, did you?
  • Leonie: Hey, don't make it weird! By the way... Have you heard the legend about this place? They say if a guy and a girl make a promise here together, the goddess will make sure it's kept.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I've heard.
    • Choice 2: I had not heard that.
  • Leonie:
    • Choice 1 response: It's a pretty well-known legend.
    • Choice 2 response: Really? It's a pretty well-known legend.
  • Leonie: Thing is, the way the story goes, it doesn't work all the time. It has to be the night of the ball. Tonight. So, since it's just you and me here, what do you say we give it a go? I mean, I don't know if the goddess will really take the time for a pair like us, but it's worth a try.
  • Byleth: What are you suggesting?
  • Leonie: Well—you know! Let's make some kind of promise! We've got the chance, it'd be a shame to waste it. I mean, not something romantic or anything. That'd be weird. We could promise I'll become a top-tier mercenary! Though I guess that's more of a wish… Let's see... OK, I've got it. I solemnly swear to meet you once more, on this very ground, as a mercenary beyond compare! Oh, but that was all about me. No fair. You probably have something you want to promise too.
  • Byleth: No, I think that covers it.
  • Leonie: Hah. You really do take after Captain Jeralt—always putting others first. All right, then, Goddess. You heard the promise. It's a done deal. Say, Professor...why did you come out here, anyway?
  • Byleth: I just wanted some time alone.
  • Leonie: Ah. Well, it is pretty crowded down there. I guess I shouldn't have interrupted. I'll leave you to it. But don't stay out here too long, all right? You'll catch a cold!

With Rhea Edit

C Support Edit

  • Rhea: Welcome, Professor. This is the first time I have welcomed you here, is it not? There is no need to be nervous. Please, come closer. When you speak with me here in this room, you are not speaking with the archbishop, but with Rhea. It's just me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Understood.
    • Choice 2: I'm still nervous.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: Such a sweet child.
    • Choice 2 response: What a sweet child you are.
  • Rhea: Oh, my apologies. I should not be treating you like a child. As Jeralt's kin, somehow you don't seem at all a stranger to me... Speaking of Jeralt, may I ask if he ever spoke of me to you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: He never mentioned you.
    • Choice 2: He said you were frightening.
    • Choice 3: He said you were incredible.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh dear. How heartless of him. In any case, let us endeavor to become closer from here on out.
    • Choice 2 response: My, but that does sound like something Jeralt would say. However, one would be remiss to not take circumstance into consideration. In order to rise to the role of archbishop, one must maintain an unbiased approach to judgement. It oft requires a certain sternness of words and actions. However... I believe that the person who stands before you now is no longer frightening. At least...that is my hope.
    • Choice 3 response: Hm, is that so? Unfortunately, I am unable to believe that such words fell from Jeralt's lips. I want you to know that you are free to speak candidly. There is no need to spare me from the truth, however harsh it may be.
  • Rhea: Since you are here, shall I tell you about the Jeralt that I knew? By the look of it, you haven't heard much about his time at the monastery, have you? When I first met Jeralt, he was quite young. Why, he could not even grow a full beard at that point! On fateful occasion, the band of mercenaries he belonged to fought alongside the Knights of Seiros. I was traveling with the knights at the time, and Jeralt jumped in front of an attack meant for me. He was gravely wounded. On the verge of death. I tended to his wounds in a desperate attempt to save his life. Thankfully, my efforts were not in vain. Jeralt managed to escape a seemingly certain death. I made arrangements for him to receive further care at Garreg Mach. The moment he was deemed fully recovered, I invited him to join the knights.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I didn't know... Thank you for telling me.
    • Choice 2: He never told me...
  • Rhea: Well, it is not a story I have often repeated. Even at the monastery, there are not many who know that. I tell you this because...to me, you are the child of the one who saved my life all those years ago. And also...
  • Byleth: Yes?
  • Rhea: Never mind. It is nothing. I simply wanted to say that I trust you. By coming to visit with me today, you have... Well... Suffice it to say that my day is brighter than it otherwise would have been. I thank you for that.

B Support Edit

  • Rhea: Hello, Professor. It is so nice to see you here. It brings me great joy to now that you wished to visit with me again. I have this odd feeling that recently you've been trying to avoid me...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That isn't so.
    • Choice 2: Maybe.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: I am relieved to hear that.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes, I thought as much.
  • Rhea: In any case, I am delighted by this opportunity to speak with you again. My, how laughable I must seem! I imagine you must be dumbstruck by how unbecoming my behavior is for the archbishop of all of Fódlan...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Quite unbecoming.
    • Choice 2: I'm sorry to have made you feel that way.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: Such brusque manners! You must get those from your father.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, please do not waste your apologies on me. I am, perhaps, oversensitive. But thank you all the same. You are very kind.
  • Rhea: In any case, how are you feeling? Have you experienced anything strange since you began wielding the Sword of the Creator?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Can't say that I have.
    • Choice 2: What do you mean?
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh, I am glad. There are so many legends about that blade. I was worried that carrying it may result in some strange side effect.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh, there are so many legends about that blade. I was worried that carrying it

may result in some strange side effect.

  • Rhea: Has there really been nothing odd? A tightness in your chest? Strange dreams? Anything of the sort?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm fine.
    • Choice 2: Actually... I have had strange dreams lately.
    • Choice 3: Actually, there is a young girl...
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: I see. Well, if something does occur, please let me know immediately. After all, it might have something to do with that Relic of yours.
    • Choice 2 response: Strange dreams, you say? Hm. They may very well have something to do with that Relic of yours.
    • Choice 3 response: So you saw a young girl? And she appeared to you like a phantom? I'm afraid I can't explain such an occurrence, but it may very well have something to do with that Relic of yours.
  • Rhea: Please know that you are welcome to come to me about anything. I am here for you, always. By the way... When I see you at work, giving such splendid guidance to all of your students... I want you to know that it brings me great joy, as though I, myself, am receiving the benefit of your kindness.

A Support Edit

  • Rhea: Hello there. I've been waiting for you. If you would, please allow me a closer look at your face. Those beautiful, shining eyes... And silken hair, so similar to my own...
  • Byleth: …
  • Rhea: Oh dear, please excuse my rudeness. I forgot myself for a moment. It is only that we haven't had a chance to speak privately since you were blessed with the power of the goddess. I hope I have not caused you any discomfort.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Not at all.
    • Choice 2: It was comforting.
    • Choice 3: Please don't do that again.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: In that case, I hope you will allow me to behold your sweet face again in the future. It is my dearest wish that we may strengthen the bonds between us further still.
    • Choice 2 response: Oh? I do not know what to say!
    • Choice 3 response: You cannot mean that! I...I am so very sorry. No matter how dearly I wish to strengthen the bonds between us, it is important that I not overstep.
  • Rhea: I am overjoyed that you feel that way, but... Well, to be frank, that is not like you, is it? Still, no matter how I wish to strengthen the bonds between us, it is important that I not overstep.
  • Byleth: Our bonds?
  • Rhea: Yes. As souls blessed by a connection to the progenitor god, the bonds between us are truly unbreakable. Just as the goddess blessed you with her own power... I, too, received her divine protection. Long, long ago. Though different, our fates are entwined.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I understand.
    • Choice 2: I don't understand.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: You say that now, but I am certain there is much you still wish to know. To that end, know that truth has a way of revealing itself, in time.
    • Choice 2 response: Yes, I am certain there is much you still don't understand. Just know that truth has a way of revealing itself, in time.
  • Rhea: If you experience any further changes, please know that you can rely on me to guide you. Seteth and Flayn are also here to support you however, they can. Dear child... May the goddess protect you, always.

S Support Edit

  • Rhea: As I soared through the sky... I spoke with my mother. Tell me... Is it wrong for me to be happy that I escaped death?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: You should be happy.
    • Choice 2: I'm happy.
  • Rhea:
    • Choice 1 response: Can you still say such things to me, even after witnessing my...other form?
    • Choice 2 response: Can you still say such things to me, even after witnessing my...other form?
  • Rhea: Thank you. Somehow I feel as though your acceptance alone is my salvation. My sweet companion... I am entrusting the future of Fódlan to you. It is the only logical choice, as everyone wishes for you to be the new leader of this land.
  • Byleth: What about you?
  • Rhea: I am not qualified to continue leading the people... Though my intention was to keep the peace in Fódlan, I still propagated a false history and deceived my faithful followers. I also took advantage of my position as archbishop to further my own selfish goal of seeing my mother again. If my foolish actions had anything to do with the war, I—
  • Byleth: We're all happy you returned to us.
  • Rhea: I wonder... After all I have done...is it truly acceptable for me to go on living my life? You are aware that it is my fault your fate has been so cruel, are you not? You have become so strong... You and I...we were brought together by the flow of time, and bound by the hands of fate. I took you on as a professor, and ever since... Well, I believe with all of my heart that this outcome was meant to be. Oh... Perhaps it is disrespectful of me to say that.
  • Byleth: How is it disrespectful?
  • Rhea: Because it gives all of the credit to time and to fate, and doesn't pay you due honor for all of the choices you made that brought us to this moment. For all that you have done... For all the joy that you have brought me... Thank you. Ever since the tragedy at the Red Canyon, I have lived a solitary life. In an effort to fill the hole left by that solitude, I took up the challenge of reviving the progenitor god... I wished for you to become the progenitor god... I wished desperately to be held in my mother's arms once more... But that has changed. Now, I wish only for you to be yourself...and to have you by my side. I love you. Dearly. And so, I must ask... Will you accept this ring? If you feel the same, I would like nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you.
  • Byleth: I love you too.
  • Rhea: You...you brought a ring as well? For me? I am overcome with joy... I never thought I would know a day so blissful as this... That we found each other... Perhaps that means my mother is looking after us. Guiding us.
  • Rhea: As the new leader of Fódlan, if you wish for this time of peace to be everlasting... Well, then I will happily dedicate my life to supporting your reign. No matter what obstacles we should encounter, I believe that our bond—no, rather our love—I believe that our love can overcome all. Together, we can achieve anything. With our love, we will make Fódlan's future as bright as the stars in the sky.

With Sothis Edit

S Support Edit

(Byleth alone in the Goddess Tower)

  • Byleth: …
  • Byleth: The war is over...
  • Byleth: …
  • Byleth: But this is only the beginning...
  • Byleth: …

(Sothis appears)

  • Sothis: Complain, complain, complain... What is it now?
  • Byleth: Hm?!
  • Sothis: You are a fool! Just standing there and acting nonchalant! Have you already forgotten about me?!
  • Byleth: You said you were going to vanish…
  • Sothis: I also said I would always be with you! But perhaps you would have preferred it if I had vanished without a trace! Hmph. You were alone... And so I chose to come back to this world...to stay with you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I was doing OK...
    • Choice 2: I was lonely.
  • Sothis:
    • Choice 1 response: Do not put on a show! You know you cannot hide your truth from me.
    • Choice 2 response: I know, I know. Keep back your tears. You have me now.
  • Sothis: And I must say...that you have done quite well. Of course you have. I chose to join our souls because I have great faith in you. And yet, I must admit I did not know you would achieve so much. To think you could have died so early on...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Was it you who saved me?
    • Choice 2: That was a close call...
  • Sothis:
    • Choice 1 response: Well, who can say? My memory is faint...
    • Choice 2 response: And that is all you have to say? You are impossible to stir...
  • Sothis: But all is well that ends so well. Is that not what they say?
  • Byleth: Since you're here... I want you to have this.

(Byleth offers Jeralt's ring)

  • Sothis: Huh? What is that thing?! A ring, of course. But I must ask... For whom?
  • Byleth: My pocket.
  • Sothis: I see... Or no. I take it back. You are not making any sense! Could it be...that my own feelings were somehow influential? But when I think about it like that, I can't help but feel that...that... That I'm so in love I should make an eternal vow!
  • Byleth: Do you really love me that much?
  • Sothis: What?! Oh! I! Were you...eavesdropping?! Oh, fine! I shall admit... I do. I love you deeply! Overwhelmingly! Passionately! Ours is a love without an end! And so... I guess I shall accept that ring of yours.
  • Byleth: You will?
  • Sothis: Indeed. It's only right, for you and I are joined within our souls. And that is much the same as marriage, don't you think? The stone within your chest is little more than decoration now. That means...it is within your very soul that I exist.
  • Byleth: …
  • Sothis: And so? Whatever are you waiting for?
  • Byleth: How do I...
  • Sothis: Hm? Ah. Well, just wear it on your own finger! Our love is all that matters, not a ring. The two of us are one, for now and ever. I hope you are aware of that. In sickness and in health, and come what may, I shall be deep within your heart. I...I love you. And I can feel the warmth of love from you as well.
  • Byleth: I love you too.
  • Sothis: I know. You can no longer hide a thing from me. The day you die, I'll follow you. We shall journey as one until the end of time. I never tire of being around you. Since we could not trade words for far too long, I have much that I wish to say to you! I know just where to start. Do you recall what we spoke of before? I had told you not to let your guard down... Honestly, I adore you, but you can be so childish...

With Yuri Edit

C Support Edit

  • Yuri: ...
  • Byleth: Where are you headed, this late at night?
  • Yuri: Ah, it's you. Where I'm going is hardly your business. Do me a favor and mind your own, won't you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: You got it.
    • Choice 2 response: You really shouldn't be out so late.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: I somehow doubt your sincerity. My intuition says you'll keep nosing into what I'm doing.
    • Choice 2 response: Heh heh. Ever the professor, aren't you?
  • Yuri: So what's your deal? Worried about my well-being?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Not so much.
    • Choice 2 response: Just a bit.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Knowing where I come from, it makes sense you wouldn't be. A leisurely stroll about town in the middle of the night is obviously nothing new for me.
    • Choice 2 response: Ha, that's adorable. I get the sense you're not so hot at assessing people. Just giving you a hard time. Either way, it doesn't matter much to me.
  • Yuri: There's no slowing me down tonight. I've got important things to attend to right now.
  • Byleth: Like what?
  • Yuri: There you go with that nose of yours. It still isn't your business, but it looks like you won't let me leave until i tell you. You get your way—this time. There's a dispute. Or maybe treachery is the more fitting word. Regardless, a purge is required.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: What sort of treachery?
    • Choice 2 response: What do you mean by...purge?
  • Yuri: I see I've gotta spell it all out for you. One of my goons double-crossed the gang. He absconded with his boss's small fortune—my small fortune—and buddied up with another gang. Members of the gang are recognizable by their scorpion tattoos. Suffice it to say they're not a group you want to tangle with. Despite that, I'm not about to just roll over and play dead on this. So I figured I'd pay them a little visit—have a spot of tea with their boss. Makes sense, you know?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: I don't know... No, it's dangerous.
    • Choice 2 response: Yeah, makes sense.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Like I'm not aware? Wow, friend, you clearly underestimate me.
    • Choice 2 response: Heh, as a former mercenary, I knew you'd get it. You know how things are done in our world.
  • Yuri: I play my cards wisely. I wouldn't play if there wasn't any hope of winning.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: I'd like to help you.
    • Choice 2 response: Sounds kinda fun.
    • Choice 3 response. I've got a bad feeling about all this...
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: There you go being adorable again. I don't think that's a good idea, but thanks.
    • Choice 2 response: It won't be. One false move, and the walls will be painted with blood. Still sound fun?
    • Choice 3 response: Same. Ever since I became boss, I've had this nagging feeling like things are just...off. But I certainly can't lead well by letting my feelings get the better of me.
  • Yuri: Better head off now. I've got people waiting for me just outside of town. See ya around.
  • Byleth: Let me join you.
  • Yuri: ... What is it you're after? Money? Me? Or are you just looking for someone to kill?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: I'm doing my diligence as a professor.
    • Choice 2 response: I'm just curious.
  • Yuri: You seem adamant, so...I'll allow it. Won't hurt to have backup if things go south. I trust you, for now. But I don't know how reliable you actually are. Just so we're clear, you mess with any of my people, I'll slit your throat without hesitation. Got that?

B Support Edit

  • Yuri: ... Hey, friend. Thanks for joining me when I had to deal with that mess a while ago. You were a real help. I wouldn't say you've fully earned my trust, but...you've earned something, for sure. I owe you.
  • Byleth
    • Choice 1 response: Don't worry about it.
    • Choice 2 response: If you'd like.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: I can't not worry about it. I don't like owing people.
  • Yuri: Guess I'll just have to surprise you someday.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Weren't you in the middle of something just now?
    • Choice 2 response: What is it you're doing here, anyway?
  • Yuri: I was just rummaging through what we recovered from the Scorpions, and I stumbled across something pretty special to me.
  • Byleth: What's with the notebook?
  • Yuri: It was under lock and key, so those thugs probably thought it was something of high value. The elder gave it to me when I was small. Losing it really got me where it hurts...
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Who is this elder?
    • Choice 2 response: Back when you were a kid?
  • Yuri: I guess it couldn't hurt to tell you about it. Can't quite remember how old I was, but my mother had taken in an elderly man wandering the town. He was worse for wear—could barely even walk. She nursed him back to health under our own humble roof. In return for her kindly gesture, he taught me to read and write. This notebook is a relic of those times. Not too long after that, I came down with a terrible illness. We had no money to speak of, so a doctor's visit was out of the question. My mother went everywhere asking for help, to no avail. And then the elder stepped in and saved me. I don't know how he did it...or what it was he did.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Maybe he was a doctor
    • Choice 2 response: Where is he now?
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Could've been. I never knew much about him, honestly. He could have been a mage, a scholar... I haven't the foggiest. And I'll never know. Shortly after curing me of my illness, he passed on. Natural causes. My illness, it turns out, was part of a larger plague that swept through our village. So many died... And there I was, having escaped death by some strange luck. I felt grateful...and helpless. So little Yuri figured it would be his mission to help anyone he could as he grew up.
  • Byleth: Help them how?
  • Yuri: However I could. Not necessarily by making gold rain from the sky, but in smaller ways. The streets are filled with kids who have no homes, no food... So many dying of disease, where some cheap medicine would've saved them. I figure, if I can save even one unlucky soul, well...then I'm doing my part, you know? It's a small dream, but it's one I hold in my heart—to help those who need it. It's what my gang's about. When I recruit my people, it's to that end—to give them a home. The turf wars, the gang wars, all of it...to honor that dream.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: That's truly admirable.
    • Choice 2 response: Sounds a bit outlandish to me.
    • Choice 3 response: Just how honest are you being?
  • Yuri
    • Choice 1 response: Yeah? Well, thanks. Despite what you now know about me, I'm still the lord of the underground. Don't go forgetting that.
    • Choice 3 response: Wouldn't you like to know? Despite all I've done, I have my own honor. I don't lie to someone if I owe them.
  • Yuri: I do what I have to, whether people view it as fair or foul. The way I see things, the goddess gave me two gifts: my life and my charm. That's been gift enough to get in with slimy nobles so I can pull their strings as I see fit.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: So you've been able to get into their good graces?
    • Choice 2 response: So you've been using them?
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Of course. It wasn't always easy, but in the end, it's all the same little game. Once, I used a clever name—and my charms—to become the attendant to the head slug of a noble house. Yet another time, I took a name befitting the Kingdom. That landed me in the academy as a noble's adopted son. That's how I've gotten this far and earned my fortune. In doing so, I've spread my wings of protection further, to help those who need it most.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: So your current name is also fake?
    • Choice 2 response: So your current status is also false?
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Heh! As though I'd tell you, friend. But perhaps you can share what it is you think, hmm?

A Support Edit

  • Yuri: Looks like I've got them all.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Am I interrupting?
    • Choice 2 response: What are you doing?
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Nah, just wrapped up what I was doing. Need something, friend?
  • Byleth: Is that what you just wrapped up?
  • Yuri: Oh, you mean this... I use it to write down the names of everyone I've lost over the years. We lost a lot of lives back in the war. Some of them were only with me a little while. Some of them were family to me.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Why do you write down their names?
    • Choice 2 response: So what you wrote in your old notebook...
  • Yuri: Somewhere along the way, I figured I should record the names of those I've lost. The ones I failed to protect... There's nothing we can do for the dead—not in this world. Not really, anyway. And it's not like we know what happens after. So writing their names down here, that's all just for me...for the one who's still around. After all, they deserve to be remembered. Even if they're not here to see it. We all shared the same dream. They lost their lives to build that dream, and as their leader, it's on me to remember them, however I can.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: That's a heartfelt gesture.
    • Choice 2 response: I can see why you might do that.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh you think so, do you? And here I thought I was just a heartless villain in your eyes.
  • Yuri: Well, anyway. Make of my notebook what you will. It doesn't matter much to me. If you go before I do, I'll make sure to add you in here as well.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: You intend on putting my name in your notebook?
    • Choice 2 response: It's not as though I'm one of "your people..."
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: You heard me. I mean, you're not exactly one of my people, per se...
  • Yuri: At this point, I do have to admit that I...I can count on you. I kinda get the sense that if I hang around you, that dream I've been grasping for will become all the more real. So do me a favor and don't go dying on me, OK?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: There's no need to worry.
    • Choice 2 response: Same to you.
  • Yuri:
    • Choice 1 response: Heh. Certainly aren't lacking in confidence, are you?
  • Yuri: Hmm, cat got your tongue? Looks like you want to say something but don't know how.
  • Byleth: So much talk of names, and yet I don't know yours...
  • Yuri: That again? You don't give up easy, do you? All right, all right. I'll toss you a bone. My name's not actually my name. But it's the one I'm enrolled with here at the academy. The one I've hung on to as the adoptee of House Rowe. Come to think of it, the last I heard someone use my real name was...a very long time ago, from my mom. Who knows? Maybe someday I'll tell you. Perhaps if you decide to pursue that dream alongside me, you'll find out.

S Support Edit

  • Yuri: You came. I'm sure you already know where this is headed.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Not really, no...
    • Choice 2 response: I have no idea.
  • Yuri: Seriously? I thought you were a little sharper than that. All right, whatever. I'll get right to it. You're the ruler of Fódlan now. That makes you the most powerful person in the world. Next to your brilliance, I'm not much more than a flightless sparrow. All I've got are my dreams, a handful of people working for me, and a pittance of gold. Well, and my undeniable charms, of course. So I've got to know...is there any room in your bright and shining world for someone like me?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Of course there is.
    • Choice 2 response: What are you really asking?
  • Yuri: Heh. Always straight to the point with you. I should know that by now. Well... here we go, then. I want you to take this. Consider it my token of thanks—a repayment for all you've done for me—if that makes you smile.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: What is this a thanks for?
    • Choice 2 response: Is this really...
  • Yuri: You backed me up when I needed some help, even though I wouldn't admit it. Bit of a turf war, if you recall.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: I don't need any thanks for that...
    • Choice 2 response: I had forgotten about all that...
  • Yuri: I always repay what's owed. It's how I sleep at night. But if you really don't need it, I've got another idea. Maybe it's more of an agreement. In return for this ring, I ask for you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: Come again?
    • Choice 2 response: Just what sort of agreement are we talking about?
  • Yuri: Don't play coy with me. Or maybe you're just dragging me over the coals for fun... I can't remember how many times others have asked me this. Being the one extending the invite... It certainly isn't easy.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: But why all this? Why now?
    • Choice 2 response: Why me?
  • Yuri: I used to feel like saving the life of even one person who needed it would be enough. But I've set my sights even higher. A future in which nobody has to die from something as awful as poverty. I know it's a dream worth reaching for, however grand it may be. And you are truly special. I feel like, together, that dream could be made a reality. It may never happen, but it's important to try. Anyway, I'm just a person like anyone. I'll die, just like anyone. Whenever that happens, someone will have to take over as boss. I've got that all lined up already. And so long as my people keep living with the same tenacity I've taught them, I've no doubt my dream will live on. Whether or not I'm around to see to it. My name might fade into the dust, but my dream will remain. For the longest time, that was more than enough... But now I've come to want something else. When I go, I want someone around to write my name in my old notebook. I can't see anyone else more suited to the task than you. What's wrong? Did I say something strange?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1 response: You're getting ahead of yourself.
    • Choice 2 response: All this talk of you dying...
  • Yuri: I just want to make sure things are set up properly. You never know when it'll be my time. Heh, I suppose I did just talk a fair bit about death during a proposal, didn't I? Normally, I'm much more charming... I think you get it, anyway. So? Will you accept my offer?
  • Byleth: Before I say I do...
  • Yuri: Yeah? Something else you want?
  • Byleth: What's your real name?
  • Yuri: Well, you certainly don't forget, huh? I've always kept it private out of necessity. Couldn't have such a secret being spread around, after all. If there's anyone I'll tell, it's you. Listen closely, now.

With Balthus Edit

C Support Edit

  • Balthus: Ah, there you are. Can we talk? I need a favor, and you strike me as the charitable type.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: What do you want?
    • Choice 2: This doesn't bode well.
  • Balthus:
    • Choice 1 response: Touchy, touchy! I'll get right to it... I need some gold. Care to help a fella out?
    • Choice 2 response: Perceptive, aren't you? I know I shouldn't ask, but I need some gold.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: This is a bad month for that.
    • Choice 2: Out of the question.
  • Balthus: Hard times all around, then... Well, it was worth a shot. Guess that debt collector traveled all the way to Garreg Mach for nothing. If I were you, I'd feel bad about leaving the poor guy hanging like that, but it is what it is.
  • Byleth: You'd better work hard to pay him back.
  • Balthus: Nah, it's a lose-lose. I owe the church too. That means any work I do here, they take a cut. The only way to escape my financial burden is to get clear out of Fódlan.
  • Byleth:
  • Choice 1: The thought saddens me greatly.
  • Choice 2: Good luck out there.
  • Balthus:
    • Choice 1 response: Oh... I, uh... didn't mean to bring you down. Y'know I was just joking, yeah?
    • Choice 2 response: Wow. Cold as ice. You know I was just joking, yeah?
  • Balthus: We all have to decide where we belong and then fight for it. Can't let your wallet control your fate. If money was all I cared about, I never would have walked away from inheriting a baron's house.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I didn't know that about you.
    • Choice 2: You don't seem very noble to me.
  • Balthus:
    • Choice 1 response: Eh, it's nothing. It was a minor house in the east of the Alliance.
    • Choice 2 response: I hear that a lot. Still, it's true. I was the head of a minor house in the east of the Alliance.
  • Balthus: I like to say I stepped aside for the good of the house. Has a nicer ring to it than saying I just wasn't cut out for the gig. Or that I lack the right temperament. My distinguished little bro took my place. Fact is, he's a much better man for the job.
  • Byleth: ...
  • Balthus: Don't go feeling sorry for me now! I didn't mind one bit. Truth is, I'd have been miserable in that life. Having that title was nothing but fuss. Fuss is the worst. This way of life suits me much better. And you?
  • Byleth: What about me?
  • Balthus: You showing up at Garreg Mach was a coincidence wrapped up in happenstance. Your pops was a renowned mercenary leader. It can be safely assumed you'll follow in his footsteps. But don't you feel like that life was decided for you?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I'm not sure I follow.
    • Choice 2: You've got a point.
    • Choice 3: I've never thought of it that way.
  • Balthus:
    • Choice 1 and 3 response: Better start pondering that one real quick, pal.
    • Choice 2 response: I know. And I suggest you start choosing your fate instead of just letting it happen.
  • Balthus: Why keep breathing if your life isn't your own, yeah? Welp, there's a decided lack of gold here, so I'll be off now. You think on what I said.

B Support Edit

  • Balthus: Stubborn little... That's it! Nighty night, sleepyhead! Phew! Guess that's it. Can't let lowlifes like you into Garreg Mach. Nobody likes troublemakers. Trust me. What the?! Oh... It's you. Don't sneak up on people. It's rude. But we can discuss your lacking manners another time. Why are you here? You following me, pal?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I am.
    • Choice 2: That's a secret.
  • Balthus: Guess I can't fault you for that... since you seem to have been mopping up enemies without me knowing it.
  • Balthus: She really thinks I'm gonna try to reclaim my title. Ha! She clearly doesn't know me too well. Yet she keeps sending fools my way like the stubborn shrew she is. That's my stepmother for ya.
  • Byleth: You haven't mentioned her before.
  • Balthus: Shocking. Remember when I told you my little bro inherited House Albrecht after I left? Well, he's my half bro. And his mother is... devoted, to say the least. She'd do anything for him. Sadly, he had the nerve to be born without a Crest. And here I stand with a rare one swimming in my veins. She's convinced I'll return one day to take back my title by force. Completely off her rocker, that one.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: We can fix this.
    • Choice 2: Can't you reason with her?
  • Balthus:
    • Choice 1 response: Nah, not worth the effort. It's best for everyone that I take the brunt of her malice. I can handle it just fine.
    • Choice 2 response: Ha! If only that were humanly possible. Besides, I refuse to concede any more than I already have. It's best for everyone that I take the brunt of her malice. I can handle it just fine.
  • Balthus: If I wasn't around, she'd shift her beady gaze to my dad. Maybe even to my mom, who fled the house a while back. Or maybe my little bro would become the target of her ''good intentions.'' Can't allow that to happen.
  • Byleth: That makes sense.
  • Balthus: And that's the bottom line. Long story short... you should keep your distance from me. If that assassin's dagger took you out, everyone here would fall to pieces. How would I explain that?
  • Byleth: I can protect the both of us.
  • Balthus: That's... that's some big talk, pal. So, you'll protect me too, will you? To think someone who can keep up with the Exalted King of Grappling would say such a swell thing. I'm a betting man, so I'll take the bait. Let's see if you really intend to protect me... or if those were just pretty words.

A Support Edit

With Constance Edit

C Support Edit

  • Constance: Oh, it's only you. Is there some reason you're here?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I was just looking.
    • Choice 2: Not really.
  • Constance:
    • Choice 1 response: Your gaze was rather piercing for someone who was ''just looking.''
    • Choice 2 response: The intensity of your gaze puts the lie to that excuse.
  • Constance: Oh, I see now... You found yourself captivated by my charms! Ahahaha! This sort of thing happens all the time to those of us blessed with such transcendent beauty.
  • Byleth: That wasn't it.
  • Constance: If you say so. You seem a trifle stuck on the point if you ask me. Now then, you may call yourslef my tutor if you wish, and I shall attend your classes. But none of this charade will make the idea of a mercenary teaching me any less absurd. Aha.
  • Byleth: ...
  • Constance: What was that look? Are you trying to convey that I am a mere commoner, like yourself? Well... you are correct. Think of me as a temporarily embarrassed noble. Even a gilded wyvern must take refuge in its cave occasionally. But in time, it will soar free once more. I shall fly bold and beautiful into the skies again. My nobility and all of House Nuvelle shall be restored!
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Good luck.
    • Choice 2: I won't hold my breath.
  • Constance:
    • Choice 1 response: Luck isn't a thing that you can bestow, or that I need. I will do this.
    • Choice 2 response: What insolence! You hadn't even heard what I was going to say next.
  • Constance: When I restore the glory of my house, you may serve me in some menial way. I may even pay you.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Thanks, but no thanks.
    • Choice 2: An interesting proposal...
  • Constance:
    • Choice 1 response: You would decline the honor of attending to me without a second thought?
    • Choice 2 response: Is that the most you can say when offered such a tantalizing prize?!
  • Constance: Hmph. Say whatever you like, if it makes you feel better. It shall not sway me one way or the other. Hmhm!
  • Byleth: ...
  • Constance: You look as if you want to say something. Allow me to save you the effort. If you intend to tutor me, I will require you to first prove the time will not be wasted. Show me not just your talent for teaching, but your wisdom, your skill, your mettle. Your sense of authority. Ahaha, of course! I've been struck by my own genius! You may assist me in my research. That ought to provide a chance for you to grasp the extent of how magnificent I am. It will also afford me the time I need to scrutinize your character. It's a plan so perfect that you can't turn it down, huh?
  • Byleth: ...
  • Constance: Aha! Ahahaha!

B Support Edit

  • Constance: Hmm... Yes, these herbs will do. Though I note we're short on arcane crystals. I'll make a note to keep some in reserve next time.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Is that everything?
    • Choice 2: Will you need anything else?
  • Constance:
    • Choice 1 response: Yes, that's everything. All I need now is a test subject for the ritual.
    • Choice 2 response: No more materials, if that's what you're asking. Though I do still require a test subject.
  • Byleth: A what?
  • Constance: Not a what, a who. Meaning you. Now, lie still please.
  • Byleth: Does this have to happen now?
  • Constance: Fair point... a bit of rest to clear my head would be good for the next steps. Let us leave off here, and I shall see you again in the morning.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: There's no talking you out of this, is there?
    • Choice 2: I don't want to be a test subject...
  • Constance: I'd better make some headway on this tomorrow. Every day counts, you know. If I can complete this ritual, I'll be famous throughout the known world for it! Ahaha!
  • Byleth: Why do all of this?
  • Constance: The prestige it will bring me is necessary to restore my fallen house. Or was your question, ''Why go to so much trouble for a fallen house?'' Because I am a Nuvelle! As were all my ancestors! And our line has endured too long to end with me.
  • Byleth: Why would it end with you?
  • Constance: Oh, yes... You don't know. Well, seeing as you are serving both as my research assistant and test subject, I should explain myself. House Nuvelle was granted its peerage shortly after the establishment of the Empire. For generations, the heads of our house have been scholars of magic. They often enjoyed appointments to esteemed posts within the Empire. However, during the Insurrection of the Seven, we cast our lot with the emperor and were punished for it. We suffered further losses when we were used as a sacrifice to Dagda and Brigid during their attack. My family, including my parents and older brother, died then. The town of Nuvelle is now an ash heap. The six great families decreed this to be the end of my house. We have naught left now but the name. No title, no subjects, no land... Everything I was to inherit has been taken from me.
  • Byleth: I see.
  • Constance: What I require is an achievement so grand that Lady Edelgard would be forced to recognize it. And then House Nuvelle will take its rightful place among the elite class once more!
  • Byleth: Now I understand.
  • Constance: You understand that to collaborate with me toward such a grand purpose is a high honor, don't you? ...But yes, good night. I expect to see you bright and early tomorrow.

A Support Edit

S Support Edit

With Hapi Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hapi: Well, look who it is. How are you, Chatterbox? Gotten the hang of the whole teaching thing yet?
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: I would say so.
    • Choice 2: Not really, no.
  • Hapi: That makes sense. You certainly strut around here like someone who belongs. You seem like one of those people who blends in. I could see you just about anywhere and think, "Oh, that person's here. Makes sense."
  • Byleth: Um. Thanks?
  • Hapi: I wasn't paying you some sort of compliment. To me, it doesn't matter whether or not you believe in the goddess. You're here supporting the church, and that makes you no different from the others. I can't stand that.
  • Byleth: Sorry about that.
  • Hapi: No need to apologize. I just have a rocky history with the church, is all. They betayed me, or at any rate, horribly mistreated me. So I'm not a huge fan. But keep that to yourself.
  • Byleth:
  • Choice 1: You were mistreated?
  • Choice 2: You were betrayed?
  • Hapi: When I was little, a lady locked me up and held me captive for a long time. The Knights of Seiros rescued me - promised to protect me. But they hid me away in Abyss. So all the knights did was move me from one cage to another. Wouldn't you call that mistreatment? It was all for the greater good. They didn't want to put anyone important in danger. As for me, my life was expendable. That guy Alois was nice to me, though. And he told me a bunch of hilarious jokes to cheer me up.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: Sounds like him.
    • Choice 2: ...Hilarious?
  • Hapi: I was being sarcastic. Alois wouldn't know a good joke if it landed in his mustache. Anyway, that's why I hate the church. Someday you'll hate them, too. They only hired you because they needed a warm body to fill the post. When you're of no use to them, they'll get rid of you without a second thought.
  • Byleth: ...
  • Hapi: Sorry, that sounded more menacing than I intended. I'm just telling you how these people think. They have rules, dogma. They want us all bound to their system so they can control us. I don't do well with that sort of stuff. That's why I ran away from home in the first place.
  • Byleth: Ran away?
  • Hapi: Yeah. Ran far, far away. But as far as I ran, it wasn't far enough. I got dragged back into society, chains and all. The kind of world I want doesn't exist.
  • Byleth
    • Choice 1: ...
    • Choice 2: I don't think that's true.
  • Hapi: I'm getting too dark for you aren't I? Forget I said anything. Your future looks bright, at least. You can just sit back and enjoy whatever comes your way. I'm just saying, don't rest your entire future on the church. It's not as steady a foundation as it seems. Anyway, that's all. I'll be going now.

B Support Edit

  • Hapi: Oh, Chatterbox, it's you. Do you need this room for something? Should I leave?
  • Byleth
    • Choice 1: Why would you leave?
    • Choice 2: You can stay.
  • Hapi: What do you mean? With me here, you won't be able to focus on whatever you're doing.
  • Byleth: It'll be fine. Just stay.
  • Hapi: All right...if you're sure. You're a strange one, you know that? When I came in earlier, people couldn't leave fast enough. They ran away like I was a bad smell. I should be used to that sort of thing by know, but... Well, it stung a little bit.
  • Byleth:
    • Choice 1: That's terrible.
    • Choice 2: Why would they leave?
  • Hapi:
    • Choice 1 response: I almost don't blame them. Everyone must have heard the rumors by now.
    • Choice 2 response: Are you making fun of me? I'm sure you've heard the rumors, just like everyone else.
  • Hapi: A girl who summons monsters when she sighs. That's not the kind of thing people keep to themselves. Anyway, I prefer solitude. It's easier that way.
  • Byleth: Are the rumors true?
  • Hapi: You really didn't know? Yeah, the rumors are true as heck. That's why the knights stuck me in Abyss. If anything was going to happen, better down there than up here. That was the idea anyway.
  • Byleth: I see...
  • Hapi: Oh, you had that look on your face.  That "yikes, get this creep away from me" look. It's OK, I'll leave. Look how dangerous I am, after all. You wouldn't want to be left alone with someone like me. Who knows? Maybe I'll get exasperated, and without thinking, I'll start to - Huuuh...
  • Byleth: ...
  • Hapi: ...aaaahhhh...
  • Byleth: It was just a yawn. That's a relief.
  • Hapi: Sorry to scare you, Chatterbox. I don't usually do that. Guess I haven't been getting enough sleep. Everyone talking about me like I'm some sort of freak... It's been bothering me.
  • Byleth: You're worrying me.
  • Hapi: It doesn't matter. Gossip is petty and a waste of energy, so there's no need for me to pay it any mind.
  • Byleth: Still...
  • Hapi: The funny thing is all this drama has made me more likely to lose my cool. If that happens, you'll help me out, right?
  • Byleth: I'll do what I can.

A Support Edit

  • Hapi: Oh, hey. I've been meaning to speak with you.
  • Byleth: What about?
  • Hapi: I heard that you've been telling people not to worry so much about my condition. Is that a fact?
  • Byleth: ...Maybe.
  • Hapi: No need to be coy. Thanks for doing that. But I do have one more minor concern... You said that I haven't sighed in five years?! What the heck is that about? Everyone's calling me "Half Decade Hapi" now! First of all, terrible nickname. Second of all, you weren't even here. Did you just make that up?
  • Byleth:
    • Option 1: No, I asked around.
    • Option 2: ...Maybe.
  • Hapi: You asked around?! That's such a weird thing to do. I'm fighting the urge to sigh right now!
  • Byleth: I though I was helping...
  • Hapi: Well, the nickname's bogus. I have absolutely sighed in the last five years. You wouldn't believe what a hassle it was. Monsters rampaging willy-nilly through Abyss. Thanks to some help from the people underground, no one got hurt, but it was a close call. Maybe if you had been there. it wouldn't have been so much trouble.
  • Byleth: Me?
  • Hapi: Yes, you. You've got the Sword of the Creator. That thing can chop through monsters like nothing. 
  • Byleth: Is that all?
  • Hapi: Are you fishing for compliments now? Fine. You're a good leader. You watch out for all of us. Even when the rest of the world turns and hides from me, I know you've got my back. 
  • Byleth: That's true.
  • Hapi: You make me feel safe. Like I can be myself. Like I don't have to worry so much about keeping my emotions in check. I felt pretty sad all that time you were gone. I could've left Garreg Mach altogether. But then I started thinking...you might still be alive, after all. So I went looking for you. Back to where you'd fallen and all.
  • Byleth:
    • Option 1: You did that for me?
    • Option 2: You really care about me, huh?
  • Hapi: Ugh! Forget I said anything. Look at me getting all mushy and sincere. How embarassing. Let's just go back to earlier when I was giving you a hard time.
  • Byleth: Don't be embarassed.
  • Hapi: Hey, I can feel embarassed if I want to! I can feel however I wanna feel! Whoa. Did I really just say that? I think that's enough vulnerability for one day. I'll see you around.

S Support Edit

  • Hapi: This is quite a place. Whatever you wanted to tell me must be pretty important.
  • Byleth: It is.
  • Hapi: OK, what's going on? You're making a weird face. It's freaking me out. You're going to rule over all of Fódland, right? Let's talk about that.
  • Byleth: Yes, but...
  • Hapi: This is a chance to replace the old, hollow Church of Seiros with something new - something better. In your new position, you can make that happen.
  • Byleth: I can certainly try.
  • Hapi: Then do it! Those hypocrites preached about love and decency while shoving folks like me into the shadows. That's a pretty shoddy religion in my book. You can reshape it into something that actually helps people. Not that I need any help, mind you. I can help myself just fine.
  • Byleth: That's true.
  • Hapi: Oh, there's another thing I meant to talk to you about. It's, um...um...
  • Byleth:
    • Option 1: I have something urgent to discuss.
    • Option 2: Stop trying to derail the conversation.
  • Hapi: I know! I'm just nervous, OK? Say whatever you're going to say.
  • Byleth: I have something for you.
  • Hapi: I knew you were going to do that. I just knew it. OK, let me tell you why this is a bad idea.
  • Byleth: Um... Go ahead.
  • Hapi: You know that I'll always be coping with this... condition. This curse. It'll always be a part of my life. I feel safe with you, but you'll never feel the same with me. I'm not the kind of person you should get a cat with. Unless you want your cat to be eaten by monsters. Have you thought about all that? I know you care about me. I care about you too. I wish we could spend our lives together. But... it just wouldn't be right. I can't let you throw away your own happiness for my sake.
  • Byleth: Actually, Hapi...
  • Hapi: Hold on. You're saying that you imbued this ring with magic? An enchantment that wards off monsters... So... It negates my curse? I'm free?!
  • Byleth: You're free.
  • Hapi: Hang on. That means you weren't really proposing. And here I am, talking about getting a cat together. I almost wish a monster would appear just to save me from the embarassment. 
  • Byleth: Hapi. Will you marry me?
  • Hapi: Oh, come on! I can't handle all this will-we-won't-we stuff. My heart's going to pop out of my chest. ... All right. Thank you for giving me a second to collect myself. Yes, you weirdo. Of course I'll marry you.
  • Byleth: I'm so happy.
  • Hapi: Me too. Well, obviously I'm Hapi, but I'm also... you know what I mean. I appreciate everything you've done for me. You've changed my life in more ways than one. It's hard not to fall for someone like that. Though, of course, I've had a crush on you from the get-go... Oh, forget I said that! I'm all over the place. We don't know what the future has in store for us, but... For now, maybe we can forget all that and just enjoy being together.
  • Byleth:
    • Option 1: Of course.
    • Option 2: Only for a little while.
  • Hapi: Good. After all, we've worked so hard to get here. Come closer, will you?
  • Hapi: *sigh* *siiigh* Damn, that felt good.
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