[ It had hurt at the time, but it was clear that it was illusions and lies. Though... a less certain part of himself had wondered if there was a kernel of truth to it all, which is why it was so believable—but so much happened between then and now, just a few short days, and he has not devoted too much thought to it. He had pushed it into a corner of his mind before she asked again. ]
...It is all right. That place was trying to turn us against each other, using whatever ugly words and tactics it could.
[ ...he lets out an aggrieved sigh, pressing pause on the conversation for a moment as he collects his words. ]
We only go in circles like this, trading blame. [ and here's a concept, brought to you by the fact that he is still cursed: ] Rather than insisting the other is not at fault, we could... accept each others' apologies.
[ He takes her hand gingerly and shakes it, on account of both of them being beat up from last week. It really hasn't even been that long since the incident that caused all this. ]
I accept. And I am very sorry.
[ ... ]
Professor, though I do truly fear everything that insidious memory dragged out, it was not you. It was a trap, preying on my emotions, just as that arena did yours.
[ Obviously it hijacked Byleth's body because she is important to him, so. ]
[ he is about to thank her, but then the scene hits, and he is taken back over five years ago from a completely different perspective. it's enough to leave him dizzy when they return to the present, after he apparently sees the shape of a goddess and the ebb and flow of time itself.
it's just off enough from reality to be even stranger than some of the more outlandish memories he's seen. he blinks, looking over at her in confusion.
one thing at a time. ]
That was... the Goddess? Before everything that happened in our battle against Solon?
[ it's very strange seeing any context to the barebones details she'd given him then. ]
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Did he take it?
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It took a great deal of convincing, but yes.
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[...]
Would you like to go for a walk?
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[ he is very aware it is memshare week. ]
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Who did you fight, in our expedition?
Caleb faced Beauregard, and Rupert faced Lila.
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...I do not remember.
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You said "we all faced someone except you".
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[ dimitri does not lie expecting people to be convinced. he just generally hopes they get the point and stop asking. ]
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[her face is firm, but insistent. she's not letting him go unless he literally runs outta here.]
Dimitri.
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[ but thankfully for byleth, memshare week makes it very easy for her to see exactly what happened. the memory falls upon them like a flash. ]
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and it's no wonder he wouldn't mention it. her face pales, and she's already shaking her head, aghast.]
None of that is how I feel.
None of it.
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[ It had hurt at the time, but it was clear that it was illusions and lies. Though... a less certain part of himself had wondered if there was a kernel of truth to it all, which is why it was so believable—but so much happened between then and now, just a few short days, and he has not devoted too much thought to it. He had pushed it into a corner of his mind before she asked again. ]
...It is all right. That place was trying to turn us against each other, using whatever ugly words and tactics it could.
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And I'm the one that stabbed you.
[...]
I'm so glad I used my vouchers on you.
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[ Which is definitely worse. ]
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[also the arm is back! so it's fine? it always was!]
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[ ...he lets out an aggrieved sigh, pressing pause on the conversation for a moment as he collects his words. ]
We only go in circles like this, trading blame. [ and here's a concept, brought to you by the fact that he is still cursed: ] Rather than insisting the other is not at fault, we could... accept each others' apologies.
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she blinks once, and nods.]
Then, I apologize... and accept yours.
[she stretches out a hand. shake!]
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I accept. And I am very sorry.
[ ... ]
Professor, though I do truly fear everything that insidious memory dragged out, it was not you. It was a trap, preying on my emotions, just as that arena did yours.
[ Obviously it hijacked Byleth's body because she is important to him, so. ]
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As long as you know that, I can be happy.
I would never choose to hurt you.
[as soon as she says it, a memory of a very different time unrolls.]
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it's just off enough from reality to be even stranger than some of the more outlandish memories he's seen. he blinks, looking over at her in confusion.
one thing at a time. ]
That was... the Goddess? Before everything that happened in our battle against Solon?
[ it's very strange seeing any context to the barebones details she'd given him then. ]
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how to contextualize that...?]
You... could say I awakened, the day I first met the three of you.
But she's always been a part of me.