There are, [ Claude admits. He doesn't think that even his enemies feel that way -- Edelgard is chasing after a better life in her own way, after all. But the entire world seems to see battle as some great, noble thing, a way to test your mettle, a way to prove your might to everyone else, a first resort rather than a last one. Claude can't stand it. If they could have all simply spoken instead, if his own family had been open to forging a treaty with a country they truly had no quarrel with, if everyone spent more time living than finding a chivalrous way to die, things could be solved so much more easily. ]

I'd certainly hope you didn't think of me like that, [ Claude says, raising his brows at her, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. A real one this time, not that horrible grimace he'd been parading around with. ] And I'll do my damnedest not to betray that trust -- though I'm surprised I got it out of you without an honesty spell cast on you.

[ He winks at Ange, lightning quick. ]

Philosophically, I'm a pacifist. I haven't been given the luxury to chase down that path, but a fellow can always dream. And I get the impression that you crave violence just about as much as I do.