“I have a hard time believing I was chosen at random,” Dedue grimaces. “If it was deliberate, then it was a very cruel joke.” There is a bitterness to his voice, a hint at a deep anger that is trapped far within.

He looks back at Erin. “You have regrets. And these were your own people you harmed, in similar situations to you. That context does matter. I will still keep an eye on you. But I can understand why His Highness might give you a second chance.”