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Byleth

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In general, I couldn't say, but - I came after her rather harshly in that trial. I didn't expect her to want to say much, but once I let her know I wasn't there to treat her as some vile murderer, she wound up trying to give advice and words of caution. So I wouldn't think so.

[. . .]

I am the last person who can judge anyone. I don't judge the killers here, either. But I think we need to find them anyway, or else we are sitting ducks.

I agree. [that's the natural order of these things, isn't it? the murderer can't begrudge them that.

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what advice?

To try to. . . play along more with the school, to get along with the Dorm Heads and the Principal. And to be careful, that odd things were happening here.

Nothing is as it seems.

Nothing is clear-cut, but we play along regardless.

I don't know that we're meant to win at this game. Maybe they only need bodies for the pyre.

I think to survive is to win, potentially.

And to win is... to escape.

What do you think they want us to do to win. Win the Dorm Wars?

Live? [she pauses, thinking.] Die?

I don't know.

I also want to survive and go home. But I don't know how far we will get playing their games. To some degree we have no choice, but. . .

But in other cases, we do.

We can choose some things, even if we're led to them forcefully.

There's meaning in that.

What sort of choices are you referring to?

As an example?

We're forced to attend these trials, but how we act is our own hands.

We were not forced to attend that execution.

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