[she'll take it back and just allow some silence for byleth to process a little bit, before offering a smile - still tired at the corners, but sincere]

... you plan, you devise, and you invent ways for the people you care for to face less strife in the future, so everyone suffers less. Or at least... that's what I do.

[ . . . ]

May I give you a hug, Byleth? I'll be careful.