You and Byleth were inseparable. He’d been training you, a fellow instructor at Garreg Mach, in many different weapons, and was kind and wise. But… Byleth seems to care a little more about you than you’d think.

“Oh, it’s you.” He says with a cute smile, bowing gently.

“Don’t you look nice today?” he smiles- but there’s something you can’t quite place behind his eyes.