[The air was slightly awkward, but Byleth was immune to it (he was used to awkward airs). He glanced between Dimitri's strained smile and Claude's less strained but still carrying some sort of tension smile and frowned minutely in confusion.

Were they not allies in their strange alternative timeline? Last he recalled, King Dimitri and the leader of the Leicester Alliance had built a very friendly rapport, even if they didn't quite fully trust each other. Here, it was... tense. Awkward. Byleth fidgeted with his gloves anxiously.]

I'm free to discuss our situation. [he hesitated before cautiously continuing:] While we may come from alternative timelines, we are the closest to what we can call allies in this land. It would serve us well to freely exchange information and work together to achieve our mission objective.