[...of course it'd be someone familiar with Byleth.
The spark of recognition that resonated within Byleth informed Sothis that their relationship had seemingly evolved beyond the distant contract between mercenary and employer - and when that had happened, she had no idea. Her last solid memories had been the night when they slew the remnants of the Agarthans, and then she had decided to drift off into a deep sleep to try and recover more of her power. 'There's no more threats to be concerned over,' she had foolishly thought. 'My vessel has survived this long without me, it can survive for a bit longer,' she had decided idiotically.
She hadn't even intended to awaken - it had only been because Byleth had been mentally agonising over something so loudly she had flailed awake, ready to bite the throat out of whatever dared to touch her vessel. Byleth never reached out to her like this, not with this urgency, so she had assumed... but instead, she ended up stuck in this situation...]
Withdrawn. [She drew the word out slightly, tamping down the urge to scoff. Is that how he saw it?] Hm. Yes. You, meanwhile, seem agitated. What ails you.
[Since Byleth would give a damn about this mortal, she had to give a damn too, she supposed.]
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The spark of recognition that resonated within Byleth informed Sothis that their relationship had seemingly evolved beyond the distant contract between mercenary and employer - and when that had happened, she had no idea. Her last solid memories had been the night when they slew the remnants of the Agarthans, and then she had decided to drift off into a deep sleep to try and recover more of her power. 'There's no more threats to be concerned over,' she had foolishly thought. 'My vessel has survived this long without me, it can survive for a bit longer,' she had decided idiotically.
She hadn't even intended to awaken - it had only been because Byleth had been mentally agonising over something so loudly she had flailed awake, ready to bite the throat out of whatever dared to touch her vessel. Byleth never reached out to her like this, not with this urgency, so she had assumed... but instead, she ended up stuck in this situation...]
Withdrawn. [She drew the word out slightly, tamping down the urge to scoff. Is that how he saw it?] Hm. Yes. You, meanwhile, seem agitated. What ails you.
[Since Byleth would give a damn about this mortal, she had to give a damn too, she supposed.]