[Byleth nodded, his posture shifting into something far more alert.
The posture change itself wasn't dramatic: there were no wide sweeping gestures or heroic stances to signify that he was taking their current situation very seriously. No, it was a minute straightening of his spine, a squaring of his shoulders, poorly concealed by the ill-fitting, loose robes he wore as part of his disguise, and the way his hand hung relaxed near the hilt of his blade, its sheathe tied to his robes' belt. All minor yet inconsequential adjustments, and yet-
It may ring a bit of familiarity to Shez. This was the posture he took on the battlefield, this was the posture he took when he was the Ashen Demon, studying his opponent and deciding where to cut to eliminate them in as few a strokes as possible. Concealed behind his mask, his bright green eyes swept over the towering statues and lingered on the patterned circle before the altar, mentally taking a snapshot so he'd know the moment something immediately looked out of place.]
Very well. You lead the way. I'll guard your back, and-
[He paused, visibly biting back whatever it was he'd been about to say. After a somewhat clumsy few seconds, he said, a little slowly:] -and if a trap is sprung, I'll do... that thing.
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The posture change itself wasn't dramatic: there were no wide sweeping gestures or heroic stances to signify that he was taking their current situation very seriously. No, it was a minute straightening of his spine, a squaring of his shoulders, poorly concealed by the ill-fitting, loose robes he wore as part of his disguise, and the way his hand hung relaxed near the hilt of his blade, its sheathe tied to his robes' belt. All minor yet inconsequential adjustments, and yet-
It may ring a bit of familiarity to Shez. This was the posture he took on the battlefield, this was the posture he took when he was the Ashen Demon, studying his opponent and deciding where to cut to eliminate them in as few a strokes as possible. Concealed behind his mask, his bright green eyes swept over the towering statues and lingered on the patterned circle before the altar, mentally taking a snapshot so he'd know the moment something immediately looked out of place.]
Very well. You lead the way. I'll guard your back, and-
[He paused, visibly biting back whatever it was he'd been about to say. After a somewhat clumsy few seconds, he said, a little slowly:] -and if a trap is sprung, I'll do... that thing.
['That thing' being Divine Pulse.]