[If anyone were to disturb her... Well, Hayame had learned in the first few minutes of her arrival to this place that, like in many others, the populace seemed somewhat oblivious to the fact that she was a jinba, though comments had been made on her "obvious" foreignness. No one would come in here gasping or shouting over a monster having made its way into the palace. A guard, perhaps, she would expect. Someone barking that she was forbidden to be here or there... But it's-]
Kha-
[She almost stops herself, ready to switch to "Claude" because even though they seem to be alone... What if this Oracle trial was broadcast to the entire populace like the last one was? She'd heard theories that it was simply because of the Harbinger's nature, not someone else's machinations, but- Wait, no, she had already accidentally exposed that partly. What mattered more was that... Here, in this place, if his likeness was on that wall, then maybe... "Claude" would be the stranger moniker.]
Khalid...
[She hadn't jumped or flustered at his appearance, like she might have normally, but it is difficult to tell if that's because she detected him or if because she had been so engrossed in staring at the mural that she is still half-inattentive. She wants to ask if he has found the shards of his world and his "dreamer", so many other important things, and instead-
... It is not like there is imminent danger, like, say, a strong boulder rolling at them down a narrow hallway. She cannot be angry at the flippant question. But she can bite into her bottom lip and avert her gaze, where it drifts back to the wall and the depiction of some sort of peace conference between him, Dimitri, and who she, if she had to guess, would be... "Edelgard".
Her answer is not as quick, witty and ready at the draw as his seems. But eventually, for lack of anything else (for too much of everything else) to say...]
no subject
Kha-
[She almost stops herself, ready to switch to "Claude" because even though they seem to be alone... What if this Oracle trial was broadcast to the entire populace like the last one was? She'd heard theories that it was simply because of the Harbinger's nature, not someone else's machinations, but- Wait, no, she had already accidentally exposed that partly. What mattered more was that... Here, in this place, if his likeness was on that wall, then maybe... "Claude" would be the stranger moniker.]
Khalid...
[She hadn't jumped or flustered at his appearance, like she might have normally, but it is difficult to tell if that's because she detected him or if because she had been so engrossed in staring at the mural that she is still half-inattentive. She wants to ask if he has found the shards of his world and his "dreamer", so many other important things, and instead-
... It is not like there is imminent danger, like, say, a strong boulder rolling at them down a narrow hallway. She cannot be angry at the flippant question. But she can bite into her bottom lip and avert her gaze, where it drifts back to the wall and the depiction of some sort of peace conference between him, Dimitri, and who she, if she had to guess, would be... "Edelgard".
Her answer is not as quick, witty and ready at the draw as his seems. But eventually, for lack of anything else (for too much of everything else) to say...]
It is an identifiable enough likeness of you.
[- Wait, was that a "yes" or a "no"?]