#riestr

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse  /  accepting. :)

I HATE YOUR TITLE AND DESCRIPTION

foxfloss

so we back in the mine

okay i’m ngl the semicolons are sending me and 

who’s gonna tell him

forgotten meme / not accepting / @riestr

the offer is truly appreciated, though the angle at which byleth would like to approach it is … unknown.  there was so much to talk about … it was hard to find the words of where to start.  only a short while ago did they wake up from their five year slumber,  not any different than they were before.

more time has passed than byleth could have even imagined.  claude, their friend  –  he had gone and grown older.  that’s typically what happened as time passes, right ?  he was now even the leader of the alliance now …  and fodlan was still at war.  it was strange how so recently it felt as though they were all at the monastery, fighting back edelgard.  or even just living regular lives & having class. and yet, now, that was far behind everyone.

their father is dead, sothis had disappeared  —-  things they were not able to talk about much at all.  perhaps jeralt’s killer was dead, but that  didn’t change that he was gone … that there was still so much byleth wanted to see and do with him. how much they hoped their father could see them continue to grow as a person.  

and sothis, well, byleth barely spared details about that with anyone.  there was so much they still didn’t understand about it either … the progenitor god …

a piercing teal gaze is directed towards claude,  byleth clearly had a lot on their mind.  they shake their head, closing their eyes.  “ thank you, claude … ”  a moment passes.  byleth looks to claude once again, but now with their usual stare.  “ there is just so much i could talk about, it’s hard to figure out where to start … ”    their expression saddens slightly as they continue to look at the other.  a beat passes, and they fall silent again.  they were grateful, relieved & more to have this moment with the other – to know he was alive, but …