"Well, that remains to be seen..."

Emet-Selch's mouth quirks humorlessly, but he softens his words all the same. Still stern, but with a touch less bite.

"As for you, I expect you to get some proper rest now that you've one less charge to look after. And I'd better not hear otherwise."

There's a pause in which Emet-Selch reaches over and rests a hand on the other man's shoulder for the span of a breath. Long enough, perhaps, to be certain that Byleth is actually listening to him.

"I'll see you later."