[Abruptly, Byleth was struck with an odd sense of familiarity. This pride, the haughtiness, the roundabout way of asking for help... it reminded him so much of someone-
Oh.]
Hm.
[She was just like Sothis.]
...very well. If it's food you want, then follow me, please.
[He lefthis stacks of cut grass alone for now - it wasn't going anywhere - and began to.... head away from his camp, towards the pond, though he did stop after a few steps to look over his shoulder, clearly waiting for Midna.]
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Oh.]
Hm.
[She was just like Sothis.]
...very well. If it's food you want, then follow me, please.
[He lefthis stacks of cut grass alone for now - it wasn't going anywhere - and began to.... head away from his camp, towards the pond, though he did stop after a few steps to look over his shoulder, clearly waiting for Midna.]