[Set's grip was harsh yet desperate, a drowning man at sea. In the back of Byleth's mind Sothis hissed in warning, but he nudged her aside. He wasn't oblivious to the dangers gods brought with them.]
I'll try my best. [Byleth was always one to manage expectations.] If you're willing to put your faith in me, then it's...
[Byleth turned his hand slightly in Set's unyielding, painful grip, returning it in a far gentler way.]
...something we can do, together. What happy ending do you want, Set? I'll try my best to replicate it and craft a world where such things are possible.
[He had only written what he assumed were Set's happy endings, but he didn't truly know the god's heart - much like he didn't know Claude's, or Sothis's, or Hayame's. He could press his own concept upon Set, but would it truly make him happy? Would it just be forcing him to accept Byleth's ideal of a happy ending? Better to hear the man's wish from his own lips, even if he would have to wait an eternity to hear it honestly verbalised.]
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I'll try my best. [Byleth was always one to manage expectations.] If you're willing to put your faith in me, then it's...
[Byleth turned his hand slightly in Set's unyielding, painful grip, returning it in a far gentler way.]
...something we can do, together. What happy ending do you want, Set? I'll try my best to replicate it and craft a world where such things are possible.
[He had only written what he assumed were Set's happy endings, but he didn't truly know the god's heart - much like he didn't know Claude's, or Sothis's, or Hayame's. He could press his own concept upon Set, but would it truly make him happy? Would it just be forcing him to accept Byleth's ideal of a happy ending? Better to hear the man's wish from his own lips, even if he would have to wait an eternity to hear it honestly verbalised.]