It's a little different when Claude's actually a friend.
[ The words come out more bitter than she intends them to and realizes it the moment the words slip off her tongue. Shit. She shakes her head trying to move on, trying to ignore that the rawness of the argument is still tender to the touch. Hilda had already made a decision not to talk about it with Lindhardt, at least not any time soon, and she's planning on sticking to it.
She hopes that he won't inquire or think that she means to imply that Edelgard and Lindhardt aren't friends. Easier for her to move right on and focus on the things that she should allegedly know, along with his pragmatic take on the entire class of the Black Eagles being dead, and the bold assumption that she'd remember any of this upon returning home. A frown graces her features. ]
If I return to Fodlan, there's no guarantee that I'll remember any of this. We don't exactly have anyone that can confirm that that's been the case either. And if I do remember it, well, I'm not the one who's going to be doing any of that. I'll leave that to people like Claude and Lorenz.
[ Her roles and responsibilities didn't extend that far. Records, facts, books - all of those things were for others more suited for those types of tasks and that definitely isn't her. Everything Lindhardt is telling her is new information. It's easier for her to run with the narrative she's been telling her the last month: that Claude had kept all this privy to himself and Byleth. She can't allow herself to think about his motivations. It'll only rub salt in the wound. ]
Well you can get to know him better now sans the yelling. [ She smiles slightly, genuine sincerity in her voice. ] We can all get to know each other better.
[ The yelling is also silently noted. No subjecting Lindhardt to personal arguments. ]
Lindhardt - why would I be talking about some subset of the Summoned? It's obviously Claude and I.
I think it's worth at least knowing about the political powers at play in Thorne. I know how boring it is, but at least you'll know who's who and who to stay away from if need be.
[ Which is a lot coming from her considering how averse she is to anything boring. ]
Bernie? I guess...she'd find a room where no one else was staying. I'm not sure how big the castle is, but I'm sure that there's some place somewhere that doesn't have anyone living in it yet. But also, it wouldn't hurt you to make some friends while you're there.
shortcuts are godsends honestly
[ The words come out more bitter than she intends them to and realizes it the moment the words slip off her tongue. Shit. She shakes her head trying to move on, trying to ignore that the rawness of the argument is still tender to the touch. Hilda had already made a decision not to talk about it with Lindhardt, at least not any time soon, and she's planning on sticking to it.
She hopes that he won't inquire or think that she means to imply that Edelgard and Lindhardt aren't friends. Easier for her to move right on and focus on the things that she should allegedly know, along with his pragmatic take on the entire class of the Black Eagles being dead, and the bold assumption that she'd remember any of this upon returning home. A frown graces her features. ]
If I return to Fodlan, there's no guarantee that I'll remember any of this. We don't exactly have anyone that can confirm that that's been the case either. And if I do remember it, well, I'm not the one who's going to be doing any of that. I'll leave that to people like Claude and Lorenz.
[ Her roles and responsibilities didn't extend that far. Records, facts, books - all of those things were for others more suited for those types of tasks and that definitely isn't her. Everything Lindhardt is telling her is new information. It's easier for her to run with the narrative she's been telling her the last month: that Claude had kept all this privy to himself and Byleth. She can't allow herself to think about his motivations. It'll only rub salt in the wound. ]
Well you can get to know him better now sans the yelling. [ She smiles slightly, genuine sincerity in her voice. ] We can all get to know each other better.
[ The yelling is also silently noted. No subjecting Lindhardt to personal arguments. ] [ Which is a lot coming from her considering how averse she is to anything boring. ]