[To her credit, Edelgard does actually try to listen to Lorenz when he tries to defend himself. Edelgard doesn't really know anything about him outside of what she's learned of House Gloucester through studying and the rumors of his behavior. Still, him trying to defend himself either means he was caught in a lie or that he has more standards than anyone is willing to give him credit for...]
...What?
[But then he drops that little revelation on her and she's sincerely not sure how to feel.]
That's entirely counter-productive to finding one's soul mate, and it makes no sense at all. Why exactly would such a thing be necessary? What can you tell me about--
["Lady Edelgard."
Hubert's voice cuts in from behind Edelgard, silent as the grave as ever--when did he wind up coming over? Lorenz likely saw him before she did, if he was paying attention, and her vaguely accusatory, interrogating words cease as she turns to face him, before he starts to speak again--]
Ah, Hubert, you have perfect timing. [Edelgard gestures for him to come over, though--] Lorenz, please hold still for a moment--Hubert, could I ask you to take a look at his wrist, and tell me what you see?
[...This isn't what he was expecting to carry out, but Hubert doesn't let that show on his face. "Very well, then." Hubert goes over easily, staring down at Lorenz's wrist in order to see just what he's lying about and--
...Well, his face is certainly going on a journey. He was certainly there to hear those words, and Edelgard's starting to get concerned. Lorenz clearly isn't lying at this point, but Edelgard's wondering just what damning thing she must have said at this point. Before Edelgard can ask him to clarify, Hubert speaks up.
"Noble blood alone cannot help one on the field of battle."
Hubert utters those damning words and Edelgard feels her veins run with ice. She had simply been meaning to chastise Lorenz for placing so much stock in simple nobility, but to think that something like that would be how Lorenz found out that she's his soulmate, of all things--]
...I can't say I expected something like that to be how you would find out about your soulmate.
[Edelgard's really trying hard to not be entirely thrown by this again, but she refuses to falter. Even if she's not really acknowledged that she, of all people, is Lorenz's soulmate, it's a lot to handle?
...And she can't help but be wondering why she'd get stuck with him, of all people...]
I owe you an apology, then, for accusing you of lying to me. [...] I'm certain that you can imagine that this situation is rather awkward, with our positions considered.
[...Finding the proper words to say is hard, and she's just kind of metaphorically dying? It's not showing on her face--Hubert's likely the only one who can tell that she's thrown and not sure what to do, but on the surface, at least, she seems calm and considering her actions.]
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...What?
[But then he drops that little revelation on her and she's sincerely not sure how to feel.]
That's entirely counter-productive to finding one's soul mate, and it makes no sense at all. Why exactly would such a thing be necessary? What can you tell me about--
["Lady Edelgard."
Hubert's voice cuts in from behind Edelgard, silent as the grave as ever--when did he wind up coming over? Lorenz likely saw him before she did, if he was paying attention, and her vaguely accusatory, interrogating words cease as she turns to face him, before he starts to speak again--]
Ah, Hubert, you have perfect timing. [Edelgard gestures for him to come over, though--] Lorenz, please hold still for a moment--Hubert, could I ask you to take a look at his wrist, and tell me what you see?
[...This isn't what he was expecting to carry out, but Hubert doesn't let that show on his face. "Very well, then." Hubert goes over easily, staring down at Lorenz's wrist in order to see just what he's lying about and--
...Well, his face is certainly going on a journey. He was certainly there to hear those words, and Edelgard's starting to get concerned. Lorenz clearly isn't lying at this point, but Edelgard's wondering just what damning thing she must have said at this point. Before Edelgard can ask him to clarify, Hubert speaks up.
"Noble blood alone cannot help one on the field of battle."
Hubert utters those damning words and Edelgard feels her veins run with ice. She had simply been meaning to chastise Lorenz for placing so much stock in simple nobility, but to think that something like that would be how Lorenz found out that she's his soulmate, of all things--]
...I can't say I expected something like that to be how you would find out about your soulmate.
[Edelgard's really trying hard to not be entirely thrown by this again, but she refuses to falter. Even if she's not really acknowledged that she, of all people, is Lorenz's soulmate, it's a lot to handle?
...And she can't help but be wondering why she'd get stuck with him, of all people...]
I owe you an apology, then, for accusing you of lying to me. [...] I'm certain that you can imagine that this situation is rather awkward, with our positions considered.
[...Finding the proper words to say is hard, and she's just kind of metaphorically dying? It's not showing on her face--Hubert's likely the only one who can tell that she's thrown and not sure what to do, but on the surface, at least, she seems calm and considering her actions.]