[In Byleth's defense... there were only a few people in the Meridian forces that Hayame considered a match for her strength when it came to sheer muscle mass, and none of them were human. As human-like as her upper half looked... her musculature and skeleton was subtly different beneath the surface, and her strength was anchored in the heavier, more powerful equine frame of her lower region.
So if he wants to test his strength, well...]
Keep the gloves on. I don't want your sweat on me.
[She's ignorant of the etiquette as well, but she doesn't want more flesh touching flesh than there needs to be, especially with a man she barely knows. Not if she isn't going to be murdering him, anyway- she didn't quite care when it came to battle, but here there were far too many gawkers.
Two of which are actually her... hype men, apparently, who leap at the chance to boldly announce: Look's like we have a challenger! Gather round, gather round!]
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So if he wants to test his strength, well...]
Keep the gloves on. I don't want your sweat on me.
[She's ignorant of the etiquette as well, but she doesn't want more flesh touching flesh than there needs to be, especially with a man she barely knows. Not if she isn't going to be murdering him, anyway- she didn't quite care when it came to battle, but here there were far too many gawkers.
Two of which are actually her... hype men, apparently, who leap at the chance to boldly announce: Look's like we have a challenger! Gather round, gather round!]