[ There's a voice he didn't expect to hear while watching some questionable erotica involving ...snails? At least, he assumes that's what he's looking at, but Byleth is not really an expert on animal mating habits. Frankly, he's just relieved to recognize someone on the flight, just a few seats down from his own.
He stands up to move a bit closer before the shaking suddenly knocks him off-balance, leaving him to awkwardly clutch the seats in front of him before he winds up face first on the ground. He's starting to share some of Ferdinand's sentiments if this is what constitutes as 'normal' for flight between two planets. ]
They call it 'turbulence.' It will abate soon.
[ He hopes. He takes another step before a particularly hard jitter of the ship sends him crashing into the seat next to Ferdinand's. He can see why the crew was so adamant about them staying buckled up. ]
001.
He stands up to move a bit closer before the shaking suddenly knocks him off-balance, leaving him to awkwardly clutch the seats in front of him before he winds up face first on the ground. He's starting to share some of Ferdinand's sentiments if this is what constitutes as 'normal' for flight between two planets. ]
They call it 'turbulence.' It will abate soon.
[ He hopes. He takes another step before a particularly hard jitter of the ship sends him crashing into the seat next to Ferdinand's. He can see why the crew was so adamant about them staying buckled up. ]
Did you also arrive a few days ago?