[ People that need constant vigilance, huh? Jing Yuan thinks about what he had seen of Chrom, of his valor, of his stalwart determination in the face of a man who held neither. He does not know the man like Robin had, but he can also equally imagine with ease the other could have stayed reliably by Chrom's side. Not just as his tactician in the line of duty, but as a dear friend.

So while Jing Yuan finds himself believing that it was undeniably out of concern...he thinks he might imagine what other potential happy moments of conversation the two might have had, without any dialogue to fill the pieces.

It is not, perhaps, a universal kindness. But, Jing Yuan has always found those who can treasure their loved ones ardently as noteworthy. ]

Well, he had to have someone to watch over him. Better it someone who knew him than a stranger, and one who knew how reckless he acted.

[ At least that's what he thinks. As he speaks of this, the surroundings about them begin to alter, ever so slightly, all the same. The area darkening slightly in general lightning. Then, spots of strange green-yellow colors not too unlike ghost lights hanging dreadfully in the background, positioned behind Jing Yuan as he speaks.

In the midst of this, he is also perhaps unaware of also the irony of his own words. ]

You say you suppose, but...you would know most certainly what would have killed him, would you not?

[ As his tactician, he imagines. ]