[She reaches, fingers flinching, hand extended in the air between them.]
Ashe you're so important. He's not... needing people is a risk, and he... Goddess, I spent three rounds in a conversation comparing people to his wyvern to justify that risks are okay to take. He's not...
[She has to blink back tears, for both of them.]
Ashe he thinks he got left behind. You said he's good at hurting people and he—that's all he thinks he can do to you. That's something he was worried was true before you said it. Byleth's been trying too, and things came to a head while he did, and—
You're worth that, Ashe. You are, that and... and more, too. He's just... he never learned how to let people in, and, and he's trying now more and more but he's... he backtracks, because he's terrified, always, all the time, no matter... no matter how charming or confident he might seem. You... didn't deserve to get trampled by that back-tracking but... but please. Please believe me. You wouldn't have gotten anywhere near this close, if you weren't important in the first place. He just...
[She hesitates again, hand still out, offer still there. If he doesn't believe her, if he wants to be sure.]
No one person compares to the dream he's committed his life to, not me, or his version of the Professor, or anyone and... and he thought for a long time that if he couldn't open up and give people everything, every ounce of truth, he can't really be their friend. Before Ferdinand came here, he wouldn't believe that his Deer wouldn't despise him, if they knew his real name and full heritage. I'm... I-I can barely believe he's come so far he actually said he had one friend, in his own words. He has... he has a lot more, by my definition.
You're... one of the kindest men I've ever met, you know? You're... you're good, and you try so earnestly, every time, and, and I—I am so jealous of the Bernadetta who gets to call you a comrade, when you... when you leave here, eventually.
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[She stands quietly.]
Ashe.
Ashe.
[She reaches, fingers flinching, hand extended in the air between them.]
Ashe you're so important. He's not... needing people is a risk, and he... Goddess, I spent three rounds in a conversation comparing people to his wyvern to justify that risks are okay to take. He's not...
[She has to blink back tears, for both of them.]
Ashe he thinks he got left behind. You said he's good at hurting people and he—that's all he thinks he can do to you. That's something he was worried was true before you said it. Byleth's been trying too, and things came to a head while he did, and—
You're worth that, Ashe. You are, that and... and more, too. He's just... he never learned how to let people in, and, and he's trying now more and more but he's... he backtracks, because he's terrified, always, all the time, no matter... no matter how charming or confident he might seem. You... didn't deserve to get trampled by that back-tracking but... but please. Please believe me. You wouldn't have gotten anywhere near this close, if you weren't important in the first place. He just...
[She hesitates again, hand still out, offer still there. If he doesn't believe her, if he wants to be sure.]
No one person compares to the dream he's committed his life to, not me, or his version of the Professor, or anyone and... and he thought for a long time that if he couldn't open up and give people everything, every ounce of truth, he can't really be their friend. Before Ferdinand came here, he wouldn't believe that his Deer wouldn't despise him, if they knew his real name and full heritage. I'm... I-I can barely believe he's come so far he actually said he had one friend, in his own words. He has... he has a lot more, by my definition.
You're... one of the kindest men I've ever met, you know? You're... you're good, and you try so earnestly, every time, and, and I—I am so jealous of the Bernadetta who gets to call you a comrade, when you... when you leave here, eventually.