Claude's silent for a while, turning it over in his head. He knows just how seriously Lorenz took Fódlan's expectations of a noble, how ingrained that is even now. And that's all it really boils down to, he's sure, even without Lorenz fully voicing such thoughts.

He won't judge him and tell him he's wrong, though. No -- better to come at it from a position of understanding.

"That was then. Now, you're letting yourself want it, and you have it. It's not so awful, right?"