And I'll do the same, because I trust you to guide me if I ever falter.
[It was a promise and the words were as weighty as a vow, Byleth curling his fingers around his own whistle and mimicking Shez in holding it out, though his expression was more bashful than proud.
Seeing the two whistles, clasped in their own hands, sporting their initials... Byleth felt a tense knot that had been sitting low in his belly ever since he'd woken up loosen. It hadn't fixed everything, and he didn't feel completely better (he doubted he ever would, to be honest), but a considerable weight had been lifted from his heart and shoulders, letting him breathe in deep without feeling a strain around his ribcage.
It was easy to think of yourself as totally alone, beyond all hope or help, when you mired yourself in your self-pity and fear, turning away from those who may offer you comfort out of some misguided thought that... it was easier to curl up like a hedgehog, guarding your fragile heart from further harm...
But it was cowardly. Byleth was a coward. He knew that now, but that was fine. He'd forgotten that there were others to support him... beyond Shez, there was also those who also claimed Fodlan home, and Set and even Hayame...
Yes. Byleth had been very silly these past few days.]
... thank you, Shez. [He slowly released his whistle, letting it rest against his chest.] For reminding me that I'm not truly alone here, even though some days it does feel that way...
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[It was a promise and the words were as weighty as a vow, Byleth curling his fingers around his own whistle and mimicking Shez in holding it out, though his expression was more bashful than proud.
Seeing the two whistles, clasped in their own hands, sporting their initials... Byleth felt a tense knot that had been sitting low in his belly ever since he'd woken up loosen. It hadn't fixed everything, and he didn't feel completely better (he doubted he ever would, to be honest), but a considerable weight had been lifted from his heart and shoulders, letting him breathe in deep without feeling a strain around his ribcage.
It was easy to think of yourself as totally alone, beyond all hope or help, when you mired yourself in your self-pity and fear, turning away from those who may offer you comfort out of some misguided thought that... it was easier to curl up like a hedgehog, guarding your fragile heart from further harm...
But it was cowardly. Byleth was a coward. He knew that now, but that was fine. He'd forgotten that there were others to support him... beyond Shez, there was also those who also claimed Fodlan home, and Set and even Hayame...
Yes. Byleth had been very silly these past few days.]
... thank you, Shez. [He slowly released his whistle, letting it rest against his chest.] For reminding me that I'm not truly alone here, even though some days it does feel that way...