In search of Seteth

Oh, right. The cheese and what not. Fortunately the search is fast: He is at the room of the Archbishop, with the three professors and Lady Rhea. You decide to wait until they're done talking, because you have manners. When all is done, Byleth is the first to go. He stops to look at you for a second and then he goes away, his face emotionless. Hanneman goes to his room without even noticing you, and Manuela enters the infirmary, not before giving you a smile and a wink. Finally, Seteth, with a frown in his face, leaves the room. You go talk to him.

"Hello. Seteth, right? . I'm Sam. I've come to give you this" You give him the cheese. His face lightens a bit. "Ah, yes, the Hyrm Cheese. A delicatessen from the now extinct House Hyrm, and a horrible cheese for eating. But it's great for fishing, or so I've been told" Huh. So you've put your life in risk for some glorified bait. Neat. "Thank you, I'm sure Flayn will love this. "

"Couldn't your daughter use normal bait? I don't think the fishes in the pond are picky"

Seteth's face whitens. "My daughter? Oh, no, Flayn is my little sister, you see."

"No... No, she's not." You say, trying to remember. "She is actually your daughter... Cethleann, was it?"

Seteth looks at you, perplexed. "...Come to my office, please" You decide to go, instead of getting more on the nerves of an angry, really strong man.

He closes the door of his office and starts asking away. "Who are you? How do you know Flayn is my daughter? Or that she is actually Cethleann, for that matter?"

"I-I told you. I'm Sam Von Samson. And I just know who you two are, I simply do. I also know about everyone else here. Who they are, their dislikes, their likes, their sexual preferences... Everything." You say, trying not to sound like a crazy, perverted stalker. "I also know what's going to happen next... Kind of. I can't remember details now, but... I think I'll recall eventually?"

Seteth looks into your eyes. "...I don't know how, but it seems you say the truth." Wait, he really thinks you're being honest? I mean, you ARE honest, but still. One would think Seteth would be a lot more skeptical.

"Listen. If what you're saying is true, I want you to do something. I think the new professor, Byleth, is not to be trusted. You will use your knowledge to watch him closely as his student. If he does anything that could result in harm to the monastery or the students, you will inform me. Understood?" One would think he could just ask. You know what's gonna happen, after all. But you're still thankful he didn't. Something seems out of place. You have the feeling that things are going to be different. After all, in the story you know...

You don't appear, do you now?

"Understood" You respond.

"Good. I will check if any bedrooms are available. For now, go introduce yourself to your new fellow students. Good luck."