Yours and mine both. [ That gets a slight huff of a laugh from Claude to match Wilhelm's scoff, because it's true and it's good to see the other relax even if it's ever so slightly. ] Which, well. I can't say either of them were good role models when it came to following expectations since my father also likes to break them and my mother's always set her own. Really, I don't know what they expected of me.

[ Neither here nor there when in the end he'd chosen his own path, and here they all are in Abraxas all the same. Easier to focus on Garreg Mach, perhaps, where there's marginally less weight attached. ]

It was nice. Attending there opened all of our minds in a lot of ways beyond just the working together aspect. Where I lived - Fodlan - was once separated into three nations. Had I stayed with my grandfather, I probably would've never met others from the Empire or the Kingdom until we were sitting in a meeting or council together. Or on opposite sides of a war, as it turned out.

[ Enough about him, though. Claude idly stirs his tea by swirling the cup lightly while thoroughly ignoring the small spoons meant for that on the tray as he looks back to Wilhelm. ]

Anything like that exist where you're from, then? Someone else told me about the internet, kind of, so if that's something you use then I'd imagine it accomplishes the same.

[ Don't mind him; he's just been thinking about the internet ever since being told it exists. ]