[ SIGH. He's right and Byleth really ought to take that advice. When the door opens and Obsidian greets him, Byleth is holding a pie with oven mitts. ]
Welcome, Obsidian. Aha- it seems you have brought something tasty. I can't wait to try it. What is it if I may ask?
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Welcome, Obsidian. Aha- it seems you have brought something tasty. I can't wait to try it. What is it if I may ask?
[ A glance down... ah. His. His chest. Hmmm. ]