[ byleth frowns, very slightly. ]

... She is the girl she always was. Despite everything. [ she may not have known edelgard before the experiments, may have only known the broken and angry girl she'd been left as, the girl who wore her heart on her sleeve and tried to bury it all at once, but—

she knows what it looks like, when the self shines through. ]

She's just... had to pick up the pieces. I would think you could understand that better than most.