[Byleth made a short movement with his head - not quite a shake or a nod - but he didn't verbally tell her to leave either. If anything, he seemed to have lapsed into deep thought, his gaze landing on the Shard in his hand, where the Crest of Flames was just visible amongst the swirls of pink and blue and white.]
...do you miss him still?
[The question was as abrupt as it was quiet, and Byleth didn't elaborate on it, his gaze still on his Shard.]
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...do you miss him still?
[The question was as abrupt as it was quiet, and Byleth didn't elaborate on it, his gaze still on his Shard.]