You misunderstand me. That they're not my own people doesn't mean that I don't have their best interests at heart. If anything, it makes me all the better to negotiate on their behalf -- I'm not here to curry power or favour of my own. All I'm doing here is setting this place to be more secure than it was when I arrived, [ Claude says, as cocksure as he's ever been.

In all honesty, it's similar to how he feels about his life in Fodlan as well. They are moreso his people, yes, but he had never expected to stay, never expected to lead, certainly doesn't expect to be any more embraced than he is now. But unlike this place, he has greater ambitions for it, unbeknownst to them all. All he's doing is putting them into place so that he may achieve his dreams in the future.

But here? Here, it's a test of his own mettle, of attempting to secure the safety of the people and of himself, knowing that the long-standing ramifications won't touch him in the same way. He's a nobody here, after all, and a nobody he is content to stay as long as he can mill about the rooms where the big decisions happen, so that he can lay in wait and learn. Learn until he can find a way home. ]

So you intend to stay. [ He cocks his head, considering this. ] Why? You've been brought back to life. You could go home, continue on where you had left off.