I'm sure you could just scare them all away if you scowled at them enough. Your glare is terrifying.

[ From the smirk on Sylvain's face, he doesn't look all that intimidated by the prospect of that glare. He knows you're a marshmallow, Wriothesley. ]

What is a Vision, exactly? I don't think you've ever explained that.

[ Is it like a Crest, he wonders? ]