Did they, though? Lucina always has a sense she could be doing more, or doing something better. But one can never be so sure, can they? She peers back over toward him, still frowning.

"How do you make amends with yourself? For failures that lead to losses like that." She's not new to it, yet it never seems to get any easier. There has to be some trick that doesn't require a stone heart, because she's never been able to harden herself against pain that way.