SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS—

For 50G a jig, I'll dance on any table.

Any students caught drinking on academy grounds will be immediately reported to Seteth. Keep it in your quarters, kids.

[HOPS ON THE TABLE.] Bard, play me a tune! [Winks Wynn as he waggles a finger for his tankard.]

Haha, oh what fun we've had tonight.

Dinner time already? Sun's just barely begun to set.

I was worried for nothing.

I'm beginning to feel like the soldiers respect me. It's about damn time.

I can't imagine not being able to play favorites. Shinon's glued to Claude and it's—teeth-rottingly adorable.

It's rowdy tonight.

Afternoon—and that was a javelin that almost took out my eye. Nice.

Are you all— It's too early for a drink. Unbelievable.

Riding makes me nauseous...

His Highness is ever so popular. Yet the boys are falling over themselves for Dorothea.

I don't remember too much about what sort of kid I was. Probably too serious for my own good?

Eat.

Excuse me? シノン 🔞 Come pick up your kid.

Brisk pace, brisk pace.

I felt a disturbance in the atmosphere... a quake maybe?