[As Claude spoke, Byleth shoved his forkful of cake into his mouth. Even when trying to be neat by using a fork for once, he still got chocolate icing, cream, and crumbs around the corners of his mouth... which he was oblivious to or uncaring of.]

Hmmm... [And swallow - Jeralt taught him not to talk with his mouth full, at least.] He's a valuable source of information into the workings of Zenith, as well as this mutual threat we may be facing... but yes, he's not to be trusted, that much is clear.

[And another forkful of cake...]