"Details, details," Sylvain waves it off. How else did one explain why Faerghus-born were so easily adapted to the cold? No, he didn't pay attention in Faith and Medicine 101, don't ask. Regardless, it's not important.

"Ah, so you're even further along than myself." Sylvain leans a thoughtful hand on his chin, brows furrowing a bit. "Most everyone here is from before we took Enbarr. I managed to see the end of it though. Still, I'm shocked to hear you stayed at Garreg Mach, I thought for sure you'd be coming home with us." Sylvain considers Faerghus Byleth's proper home, as it were. Anyone that stood beside them so fiercely deserved to call the Kingdom theirs too.