[ It's not a voice he expects to hear but would recognize anywhere. How many times had he turned to Seteth for advice in the last year as Fodlan began its new chapter? Or Byleth, for that matter? Neither of them felt equipped to handle their roles at times and sought his counsel when those struck.

It seems now might be an opportunity to repay that debt in kind. ]

Seteth, [ he starts, taking up the space of the doorframe to the infirmary momentarily. ] Unfortunately, arguing with this machine will likely do no good. And it's not as though we can trust what it says besides.

[ Dimitri doesn't care that it is listening. He stands by what he said. ]