[There's a pang of dread, but it proves ephemeral as eons of calculated logic begin to wash in to take its place. He has committed what others would consider to be cruel, unconscionable acts, yes, but he doesn't truly regret any of them. In the end, his love for and devotion to his world are stronger; unshakeable. This is simple fact. For as long-winded and as messy as his memories may be, they are his. The very heartbeat of the life he has lived - and has continued to live even now after death.]
[...Not something he would necessarily wish upon anyone else, however. Paltry as it is, 'tis a small mercy that Byleth is already familiar with the subject matter - for both their sakes, perhaps. The response takes a moment, but what Byleth receives proves terse and neutral. Neither angry nor apologetic for whatever atrocities he may have witnessed.]
I see. Given that, I trust that the creature has been vanquished?
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[There's a pang of dread, but it proves ephemeral as eons of calculated logic begin to wash in to take its place. He has committed what others would consider to be cruel, unconscionable acts, yes, but he doesn't truly regret any of them. In the end, his love for and devotion to his world are stronger; unshakeable. This is simple fact. For as long-winded and as messy as his memories may be, they are his. The very heartbeat of the life he has lived - and has continued to live even now after death.]
[...Not something he would necessarily wish upon anyone else, however. Paltry as it is, 'tis a small mercy that Byleth is already familiar with the subject matter - for both their sakes, perhaps. The response takes a moment, but what Byleth receives proves terse and neutral. Neither angry nor apologetic for whatever atrocities he may have witnessed.]
I see. Given that, I trust that the creature has been vanquished?