[It's very strange to be on the receiving end of this kind of affection. Thinking about the kinds of people surrounding her because of her job, it's only natural. Manuela is the one who has bedside manor, who is encouraging and nurturing...when she isn't dishing out tough love. Her colleagues aren't overly emotional and her students are her students, even if they are adults who have occasionally had to fish her out of a ditch hungover.

She laughs, a little surprised at how nice it is to be held, and after a moment, moves to return the embrace.]

You've certainly surrounded yourself with princes, haven't you?

[You would think she could put two and two together, but the thing about people in the Fire Emblem universe is that they are clinically incapable of recognizing alternate identities. It's a disease.]

It really doesn't feel like it. Maybe I should have hustled more, but... [But maybe she'd thought it would have been different. Easier.]