[This shifting in posture and unexpected apology is enough to remind Leslie that Hubert is feeling this loss as well. But she can’t think of anything to say that wouldn’t be just a turn of phrase, either, and she isn’t even sure if Hubert would be willing to accept any offers to help him when he told her not to concern herself with him.]
[Maybe she can think of ways to quietly ease some of his burdens, she thinks, not realizing that she is a novice standing before the master in this.]
[She shakes her head at his apology, stopping before he asks the question.]
You don’t have to apologize. I understand. [As for the question,] ...Something I need....
[The first thought that crosses her mind is Edelgard being returned, but even if that weren’t beyond even Hubert’s abilities (she believes him capable of making most possible things happen by one way or another if he thinks it would be good for Lady Edelgard), she doesn’t think she could ask for something that selfish.]
[Not wanting to express this thought, she breaks eye contact with Hubert. As she glances away, her eyes catch the sight of the letter where she’d set it down to avoid any further damage to it from either teardrops or a tight grip. An idea that is a little less impossible comes to mind.]
Um. [She doesn’t look away from the letter as she answers.] If I were to write an answer to Lady Edelgard’s letter, and I read it to you...if you were to remember your time here when you make it back to Fódlan, would you tell her what it said?
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[Maybe she can think of ways to quietly ease some of his burdens, she thinks, not realizing that she is a novice standing before the master in this.]
[She shakes her head at his apology, stopping before he asks the question.]
You don’t have to apologize. I understand. [As for the question,] ...Something I need....
[The first thought that crosses her mind is Edelgard being returned, but even if that weren’t beyond even Hubert’s abilities (she believes him capable of making most possible things happen by one way or another if he thinks it would be good for Lady Edelgard), she doesn’t think she could ask for something that selfish.]
[Not wanting to express this thought, she breaks eye contact with Hubert. As she glances away, her eyes catch the sight of the letter where she’d set it down to avoid any further damage to it from either teardrops or a tight grip. An idea that is a little less impossible comes to mind.]
Um. [She doesn’t look away from the letter as she answers.] If I were to write an answer to Lady Edelgard’s letter, and I read it to you...if you were to remember your time here when you make it back to Fódlan, would you tell her what it said?