[she looks thoughtful about that]

... I wasn't.

[ . . . ]

But I wasn't right either.

I was angry - and in truth, I still am. Which I know is unfair, because Crow himself has told me to let go. [a beat] ... I think it hurt more, because you and I had a conversation on what it means to lose those dear to us.

[and knowing byleth chose a winter felt like an attack, and a betrayal far worse than just killing someone.]