[Byleth obligingly let the topic of 'Claude' drop, understanding Hayame's lack of will to discuss it further. Honestly, he wasn't in the mood to continue gossiping about his... possible friend either. He felt curiously guilty about it, like he was doing something bad. Was it allowed to whisper behind a friend's back? Byleth wasn't sure.]
If you mean by skill and success rate, then yes, I am 'good'. I've rarely been defeated in battle, and I fulfil my contractual obligations to the letter. I don't disobey my orders.
['To a fault,' Jeralt would sigh. 'Kid, sometimes you gotta be imaginative with your mission objectives.' But Byleth never fully understood what his father meant with this. Jeralt was the one who decided what their mission truly was anyway, so Byleth didn't really think too deeply about it... something which was biting him now, since he was on his own in a strange, incomprehensible world...
Well, it's going to end soon anyway, an increasingly pessimistic side of him said, so it's not like it's going to be an issue to care about in the near future.]
But I'm also widely feared by my peers. While this can be an advantage, it gets tiresome when most would rather flee than engage with me. Most assume things of me that aren't true, as my reputation paints me as something monstrous. From that perspective, that doesn't make me 'good'.
[And it was lonely too, but he wasn't so far gone that he would admit that to a near stranger.]
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[Byleth obligingly let the topic of 'Claude' drop, understanding Hayame's lack of will to discuss it further. Honestly, he wasn't in the mood to continue gossiping about his... possible friend either. He felt curiously guilty about it, like he was doing something bad. Was it allowed to whisper behind a friend's back? Byleth wasn't sure.]
If you mean by skill and success rate, then yes, I am 'good'. I've rarely been defeated in battle, and I fulfil my contractual obligations to the letter. I don't disobey my orders.
['To a fault,' Jeralt would sigh. 'Kid, sometimes you gotta be imaginative with your mission objectives.' But Byleth never fully understood what his father meant with this. Jeralt was the one who decided what their mission truly was anyway, so Byleth didn't really think too deeply about it... something which was biting him now, since he was on his own in a strange, incomprehensible world...
Well, it's going to end soon anyway, an increasingly pessimistic side of him said, so it's not like it's going to be an issue to care about in the near future.]
But I'm also widely feared by my peers. While this can be an advantage, it gets tiresome when most would rather flee than engage with me. Most assume things of me that aren't true, as my reputation paints me as something monstrous. From that perspective, that doesn't make me 'good'.
[And it was lonely too, but he wasn't so far gone that he would admit that to a near stranger.]