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Byleth & Hilda C

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Byleth, Hilda enter the scene
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Hilda
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Hey, Professor! What are you doing, daydreaming in a place like this?
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Hilda
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It's lucky. As spacey as you are, you're always reliable in a pinch.
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Hilda
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Sure. Then what were you thinking about?
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Hilda
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Ha! Not as much as you!
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Hilda
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It's hard to tell what's going on in that skull of yours.
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Hilda
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Your expression is always blank. Come on... Smile!
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Hilda
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I was just playing around! Don't get mad.
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Hilda
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By the way, in the next battle, may I focus on logistical support...
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Hilda
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...off the battlefield? There's no use having a weakling like me in the middle of the action.
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Hilda
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And it would bring down morale if I were killed.
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Hilda
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Have you even seen me, Professor? Look at these noodly little arms!
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Hilda
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I should be cheering everyone on from the sidelines. It'll certainly improve the boys' morale, don't you think?
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Hilda
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Because even if I did, I would still be a weakling.
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Hilda
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Because even if I do, I won't be of any help.
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Hilda
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My big brother is the type of person who's supposed to be on the battlefield.
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Hilda
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For me, it's just a waste of energy. It's pointless.
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Hilda
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Everyone's cut out for something different. The right person for the right task, you know?
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Hilda
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Please, Professor?
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Hilda
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Keep me off the battlefield, and maybe I won't tell everyone you were daydreaming!