[Well, Tsuru has his orders, knows who to protect. Claude has his reinforcements, even if they didn't come in the form he was probably expecting.
Hilda looks utterly baffled by this turn of events, but she nods and begins to carry out Claude's directive.
Should one swordsman alone turn the tides of battle? Maybe not, but at the end of the day, what Tsuru has going for him that not all of the enemy soldiers do is that he is a tool of war, forged for it. He and Claude cut and shoot their way through the battlefield, and finally, Claude doesn't hear news of his friends' deaths. Of course, he can't entirely avoid casualties, but at the very least, the Golden Deer's names are not spoken.
Still, they don't win the battle. That would be near impossible, when Edelgard has Byleth on her side.
—But this time, they don't lose, either. Edelgard calls for a retreat, taking her forces back. For now, Claude and co. are afforded a moment of respite.
Claude's soldiers surround Tsuru, not in the least because he really, really stands out, but also because... well. They can tell.]
Thank you, sir! If it weren't for you, who knows how things would've turned out... I thought we were goners for sure. We owe you our lives!
[Meanwhile, Hilda taps Claude on the shoulder, giving him a surprisingly gentle smile.]
... It's over, Claude. A part of you knows, don't you? There's no need to think about what-ifs any longer. The future is ahead of you now, so please—live it.
but tsuru blinks in surprise at their gratitude. honestly, a part of him is internally scolding himself for messing up and breaking cover, until he remembers that this isn't one of his expeditions. ]
No need to thank me! You all fought admirably, stand proud. [ a pause. ] And... anything for a friend, I suppose.
[ he gayly looks over to where claude is having a moment with a homophobe. ]
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Hilda looks utterly baffled by this turn of events, but she nods and begins to carry out Claude's directive.
Should one swordsman alone turn the tides of battle? Maybe not, but at the end of the day, what Tsuru has going for him that not all of the enemy soldiers do is that he is a tool of war, forged for it. He and Claude cut and shoot their way through the battlefield, and finally, Claude doesn't hear news of his friends' deaths. Of course, he can't entirely avoid casualties, but at the very least, the Golden Deer's names are not spoken.
Still, they don't win the battle. That would be near impossible, when Edelgard has Byleth on her side.
—But this time, they don't lose, either. Edelgard calls for a retreat, taking her forces back. For now, Claude and co. are afforded a moment of respite.
Claude's soldiers surround Tsuru, not in the least because he really, really stands out, but also because... well. They can tell.]
Thank you, sir! If it weren't for you, who knows how things would've turned out... I thought we were goners for sure. We owe you our lives!
[Meanwhile, Hilda taps Claude on the shoulder, giving him a surprisingly gentle smile.]
... It's over, Claude. A part of you knows, don't you? There's no need to think about what-ifs any longer. The future is ahead of you now, so please—live it.
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but tsuru blinks in surprise at their gratitude. honestly, a part of him is internally scolding himself for messing up and breaking cover, until he remembers that this isn't one of his expeditions. ]
No need to thank me! You all fought admirably, stand proud. [ a pause. ] And... anything for a friend, I suppose.
[ he gayly looks over to where claude is having a moment with a homophobe. ]
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He feels pretty exhausted by everything, but manages a smile for her. ]
I know. I don't want to give you any more reasons to worry about me, so I better get to it.
[ He'll take her hand, squeezing it gently. ]
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But all of them—Hilda, the soldiers—smile, glad to have had Tsuru and Claude here, regardless of any of their past failures and regrets.
And with that, everything disappears into light.
> Claude
> Tsuru]