Saint Macuil ran away to Sreng? [ He must have been asleep that day in religion class or something because that's news to him. ] Huh. So you found... his weapons?

[ He doesn't actually know much about Saint Macuil, so he doesn't have much he can actually contribute to this portion of the conversation.

Still, Sylvain hesitates when Claude questions his words, his eyes opening again as he stares out into the darkness. He doesn't answer for a long time, long enough that Claude might think he'd dozed off again, but his mind's too busy for that. ]

I guess... if I go home. And survive the war. I won't really have a choice in the matter. But at this point... I'm not sure I want to go back.