Well this was easily the worst part of being a Knight of Seiros. Having to instruct the noble brats in archery. Byleth is lucky she tolerates him or she'd have easily found another excuse to get out of this.

Saying that... how on earth did Catherine get out of it? Shamir hasn't seen her all day... good grief. Probably praying or something.

Now bored in her downtime, and finally free of the urge to punch Nobles, she strolls towards the fish pond, leaning on the cold stone walls and staring out blankly, her expression as flat as it always is.