[Now this, this is a familiar situation for her. She looks over at him as he speaks, voicing a desire to free himself. It'd certainly be better to escape on the road than wherever they're being carted off too, but their binds are seemingly unbreakable.
She follows his gaze, looking at the new arrivals. Seems to just be another patrol of soldiers, carting along their own wagon of prisoners. Certainly no rescue party. It's fine. Edelgard has long since learned that the only one she can rely on is herself.]
Not what you were hoping for, I'm guessing? [Her tone is dry, pessimistic, but there is a hint of empathy there too. It's not what she was hoping for either.]
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She follows his gaze, looking at the new arrivals. Seems to just be another patrol of soldiers, carting along their own wagon of prisoners. Certainly no rescue party. It's fine. Edelgard has long since learned that the only one she can rely on is herself.]
Not what you were hoping for, I'm guessing? [Her tone is dry, pessimistic, but there is a hint of empathy there too. It's not what she was hoping for either.]