[ byleth shakes her head, trying to draw herself out of her own mind. she doesn't feel entirely present, the haze of battle and bloodshed still lingering. she's there with edelgard in the bond, but even that has something of an incompleteness to it.
she wonders if she's not as accustomed to battle as she used to be. still, a slight smile crosses her face at edelgard's concern. ]
Nothing that can't be fixed. [ put her in front of a mirror and she could heal all of it herself. ] And you?
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she wonders if she's not as accustomed to battle as she used to be. still, a slight smile crosses her face at edelgard's concern. ]
Nothing that can't be fixed. [ put her in front of a mirror and she could heal all of it herself. ] And you?