An unexpected meeting

Byleth went into the dining hall with Catherine, sharing a bit of combat history, before noticing a commotion near one of the tables.

"Go on! If you think you can change me, I'd like to see you try!" Manuela shouted at Hanneman. When he didn't respond, a smug grin formed across her face. "Hah! Thought so! You wouldn't dare." She lifted her chin and exited the dining hall. After a few moments, Hanneman found his voice. "Absolutely insufferable!" he grimbled, shaking his head as he crossed his arms.

"Did I miss something?" Byleth asked as he walked over, Catherine shaking her head as she followed.

"No no, Manuela's just being as frustrating as ever." He huffed indignatly in the direction she had left. When Byleth was about to ask further, Catherine tapped him on the shoulder. "Don't bother. Since the two of them have been here, it's rarer to see the two not fighting." She muttered in his ear.

Unfortunately, Hanneman had heard her. "And I have no idea why! Why, when I met her here, she sighed at me without reason! And did you know..." He continued ranting for what felt like five minutes before he stopped himself. "I beg your apologies, Byleth. That woman just gets on my last nerve so often."

'That was obvious.' Byleth thought to himself, but kept that comment to himself. "It's all right, I was actually looking for you." After catching the older professor's attention, he explained his idea about both classes joining together for a joint training session. "Hmm, I think that might be a good idea." Hanneman nodded thoughtfully. "All right. I do hope to see your class after lunch." He said before walking off. That had been taken care of, at least.