[... In his father's. Herd. There is a moment where, even with all that is happening, Hayame feels a bit confused, but... Right. Right. Look, it was all confusing, this whole thing. She should be glad enough that Byleth was willing to conform in some way to this world, so as not to disturb the children. She had noticed them... strangely sort of glossing over certain things that seemed incongruous, like... Byleth's entire shape, but.
... She didn't want to see that either. It just reminded her that this wasn't real. ... And sure, a dragon-centaur also did that, but. Coming from her fellow jinba, it felt all the more...]
Oh, no...
[The roan colt seems saddened by the lack of experience in tag, but the answer actually draws the attention of the older ones, who shoo the other younger closer. The oldest, who despite how she seems mature and manages the others cannot be over ten or so, reaches out to Byleth... and tries to take his hand, smiling softly.]
A lot of us here didn't have friends or adults... We'll teach you, mister.
[Hayame... watches. But in that lull, she provides the helpful,]
- Do you wish to begin as the chaser, or the chased?
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... She didn't want to see that either. It just reminded her that this wasn't real. ... And sure, a dragon-centaur also did that, but. Coming from her fellow jinba, it felt all the more...]
Oh, no...
[The roan colt seems saddened by the lack of experience in tag, but the answer actually draws the attention of the older ones, who shoo the other younger closer. The oldest, who despite how she seems mature and manages the others cannot be over ten or so, reaches out to Byleth... and tries to take his hand, smiling softly.]
A lot of us here didn't have friends or adults... We'll teach you, mister.
[Hayame... watches. But in that lull, she provides the helpful,]
- Do you wish to begin as the chaser, or the chased?