[ Claude offers Felix a sympathetic look as he sits back down. It must certainly be strange—he never could've imagined that there would be another version of Fódlan unfolding somewhere, with different versions of himself and everyone that he knew. But the truth is staring them both in the face.

He shrugs. ]

My grandfather passed away shortly after I left Garreg Mach, so I was busy inheriting his title and trying to keep the Roundtable from falling apart.

Eventually Edelgard invaded Leicester too, but we've managed to keep her at bay so far.