[ The appearance of new arrivals has always been cause for consternation to Ferdinand. Who knows which allies or former enemies might arrive at any given point? He has grown so used to seeing the least expected faces from home that he almost expects them.
But this? This is different. That very familiar voice, with that very distinct way of speaking, is coming from a very familiar person wearing very unfamiliar clothes. A style of clothing not at all familiar to him, some sort of uniform he's not used to seeing.
Somehow, despite it covering more than Petra's normal attire, it still catches Ferdinand's gaze, which makes his cheeks redden considerably. ]
Petra?!? As glad as I am to see you, I must ask... how did you end up in such clothes?
[ He says, trying very hard not to stare. It's only sort of working. ]
Let XXX Be Your Guide | he's post-Black Eagles route, if that matters any!
But this? This is different. That very familiar voice, with that very distinct way of speaking, is coming from a very familiar person wearing very unfamiliar clothes. A style of clothing not at all familiar to him, some sort of uniform he's not used to seeing.
Somehow, despite it covering more than Petra's normal attire, it still catches Ferdinand's gaze, which makes his cheeks redden considerably. ]
Petra?!? As glad as I am to see you, I must ask... how did you end up in such clothes?
[ He says, trying very hard not to stare. It's only sort of working. ]