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Jeritza enters the scene
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Byleth enters the scene
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Jeritza
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What's the matter? Not hungry?
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What...is that...
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Jeritza
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I am partaking in some sweet delights. Is there a problem?
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Jeritza
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I am a person too... What I eat is nobody's business but my own.
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Jeritza
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If you need something, spit it out. My ice cream is melting.
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Then leave.
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Perhaps after I finish devouring this treat.
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Are you really the Death Knight?
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Jeritza
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I am. And I am not.
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Jeritza
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At the moment, I am Jeritza von Hrym.
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The emperor and the army know me only as the Death Knight...
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But he is merely an illusion—a demon who resides in my heart. He is not me. Not who I am at my core.
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He thrives and feasts upon blood, death, suffering...
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So while I sit here eating, I prefer to just be myself. Jeritza.
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I would like to be who I truly am.
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Jeritza
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I am incapable of enjoying my dessert with you gawking at me like that.
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Jeritza
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I have no further words for you. Go.
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Byleth
(Wow... He likes ice cream...)