[The tears on her face are growing cold, and she cannot- her hands won't move to try and wipe the shameful tracks away, even though they twitch and jerk in abortive little movements she keeps failing at making. Everything is happening so- so much, and she doesn't...
Should she run? No, it would look so craven. Should she deny him? Yes, yes, she should-]
Pretend?
[Yet she keeps not doing it. He thinks she can just forget that someone said something like that to her? To a breeding stable jinba who thought that her fates in "love" ranged from being mounted each season as a broodmare or to hopefully only having to open her mouth when whoever purchased her was drunk? Her throat is too tight, the words come out half-strangled,]
You do not- You do not even know me...
[Said in the tone of a woman who actually means if you really knew me, you wouldn't love me. And- No, wait, not just him knowing her-]
I do not-
[What had that man Byleth said? Suddenly, she turns it back on him, accusatory in her confusion.]
no subject
Should she run? No, it would look so craven. Should she deny him? Yes, yes, she should-]
Pretend?
[Yet she keeps not doing it. He thinks she can just forget that someone said something like that to her? To a breeding stable jinba who thought that her fates in "love" ranged from being mounted each season as a broodmare or to hopefully only having to open her mouth when whoever purchased her was drunk? Her throat is too tight, the words come out half-strangled,]
You do not- You do not even know me...
[Said in the tone of a woman who actually means if you really knew me, you wouldn't love me. And- No, wait, not just him knowing her-]
I do not-
[What had that man Byleth said? Suddenly, she turns it back on him, accusatory in her confusion.]
- Are you a noble?