[Marianne blinks a few times as she processes what he's just said.]
But the Lions...
[The correction dies on her lips. Sylvain has already acknowledged that their memories as they've lived them don't match, and that it's a headache. There's no need to drive the point home further. He's willing to accept it, at least when it comes to relations between the two of them, and so too shall she.]
I, um, hope you're right. Either way, I'm glad we can be friends here. Like how things used to be.
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But the Lions...
[The correction dies on her lips. Sylvain has already acknowledged that their memories as they've lived them don't match, and that it's a headache. There's no need to drive the point home further. He's willing to accept it, at least when it comes to relations between the two of them, and so too shall she.]
I, um, hope you're right. Either way, I'm glad we can be friends here. Like how things used to be.