[Byleth was more than aware of the mercurial and emotional nature of gods; what Byleth lacked in expression Sothis made up in spades, able to run the gamut of amused to haughty to irritable in the span of a minute. It was enough to give Byleth whiplash, sometimes.]

Yes. I still find myself missing Jeralt, though. He always understood my moods without needing an expression to work from, and I never had to fear miscommunication, but... it's not so bad, leaning on others, even if it takes a bit of time and work. I was initially unsure with you and Dimitri, because of our differences but, now I'm glad I decided to trust you both. You, especially, Claude. You've been... mn, kind.

[His tone was a little awkward. He really wasn't used to such heart-to-heart talks - he and Jeralt tended to skirt around them. It made him feel curiously exposed, amplified by Claude's proximity and contact, but he valiantly pushed down the squirmy, weird emotions that made him want to grab his cloak and pull it over his head to hide: irrational, pointless. Also it'd force Claude to stop his ministrations, which he really didn't want.]

I hope that you know... I'll also be willing to help you as well. In whatever you need. Be it confirming whether or not you snore or listening to your thoughts as well. Or if you just wish to... talk.

[Even more awkward! But he's trying!! He's trying, Claude!!!! (His face is red, yet still somehow utterly blank...)