First, more happens tonight!

Byleth headed down the corridors, back towards his bedchambers, when Seteth passed by. "Hello Pro... fess... or..." Seteth started to greet him, but trailed off, his eyes moving down towards Byleth's belt, widening as he saw the sword buckled there.

Byleth internally sighed. Apparently, Rhea had not told Seteth about her intent to gift such a thing to Byleth... Oh well, Byleth had had enough awkwardness for one day, so happily wrote this off as a Rhea problem. "Seteth," he acknowledged with a nod, before resuming on his way.

As he turned a corner, he heard a comical cry of, "Lady Rhea!" followed by hurried footfalls up towards the Audience Chambers.

"...well, looks like my daughter has some explaining to do..." Sothis giggled a bit, still in Byleth's head. "Maybe the annoyance will teach her a thing or two about keeping her cards so close to her chest..."

Byleth let out a small smirk as his feet carried him through the Black Eagle Dorms. He then stopped short as he heard muffled cries of distress that barely made it through the door they were coming from. "Unh... agh... no... Fath... save-!" he heard, and he turned, trying to find the source.

"...what is that?" he wondered.

"Think it's a ghost? No, surely that's not the case," Sothis mused in his head. "No ghost would dare tread these halls..."

"...given all we learned, don't you technically count as a ghost?" he questioned, and Sothis scoffed, though clearly amused instead of offended.

"I am no ghost! In fact, I question whether I was ever truly dead, even though I did make some jokes about it earlier!" she denied. "No, I think it was more akin to a state of hibernation within my Crest Stone, reduced from my original body, but still very alive in a sense! You would have had to destroy the Crest Stone to even possibly kill me, and now, not even that would work anymore! I have a stronger tie to the Lamp now!"

Byleth nodded, and moved closer to the source of the sounds. "...that's Edelgard's room, and her voice," he noted quietly.

"...and it doesn't sound like she's masturbating or anything similarly pleasant either," Sothis pouted.

"Take this seriously!" he hissed at her, and she stuck out her tongue at him immaturely.