[Byleth had never been good at lying, and this fell particularly flat. He clasped his Shard tight against his chest, his gaze sliding off into the far distance, as he took two deep breaths, focusing on the mechanical movement to slowly disperse these emotions rattling through him sharp-edged needles.]
Well, compared to before, that is.
[He reluctantly looked back at Jyn, his hold loosening on his Shard into something less like a death-grip.]
I was just taken off-guard. I'm unused to such... intense feelings.
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[Byleth had never been good at lying, and this fell particularly flat. He clasped his Shard tight against his chest, his gaze sliding off into the far distance, as he took two deep breaths, focusing on the mechanical movement to slowly disperse these emotions rattling through him sharp-edged needles.]
Well, compared to before, that is.
[He reluctantly looked back at Jyn, his hold loosening on his Shard into something less like a death-grip.]
I was just taken off-guard. I'm unused to such... intense feelings.