"Really, Lorenz. Is that any way for a noble to behave? I thought you always held yourself to a higher standard."

Now that's a voice Lorenz probably wasn't expecting to hear ever again. Edelgard came out on the off-chance any more Fódlan inhabitants, Black Eagles especially, might have arrived. And while Lorenz is here, she doubts it's the one sworn to Imperial service. No, this is likely another of Claude's. Avalon really does appear to favour the Golden Deer, she thinks ruefully.

Edelgard's armour and crown have been traded for lighter, more modern clothes and side-tail in place of the more severe-looking buns Lorenz remembers.

"I understand the stress of the situation you're in, but taking it out on this fellow isn't helpful, would you not agree?"