[Luckily for Byleth, Claude is well-acquainted with communion at this point, and knows how to keep most of his stray thoughts and emotions at bay to project only Good Vibes. He knows how uncomfortable the experience can be for those unused to it.]

Noisier than my war councils, and about as productive as a roundtable conference. [A beat, then he realises:] Not that you'd know that, but, you know.

[This still needs a lot of getting used to... He elaborates a little more.]

Leicester nobles are always bickering and getting at each others' throats, instead of looking at any real threats. Meridian feels like that, right now.