[ "Not an immediate threat" was a safe bet when assessing Matt. His posture was straight and easy, but it looked more like the result of walking around with books on his head than combat training of any kind. No weapons. Also, between the player's last tag and this one, another thread revealed that this was what he'd been given to wear by a mysterious benefactor.

There was one thing Byleth might notice, in Springstar's bright afternoon. Matt had a faint, thin scar across his left cheek, like a sharp fingernail had once scraped across it. ]

Oh--not an architect, [ Matt clarified. ] The architecture here is great--very solarpunk, tons of upzoning--

[ matt noooo ]

But I've mostly been trying to ... get a sense for what things are like around here. [ A rueful smile. ] When I first got the pitch, I almost thought we'd all just be on opposite sides of a giant battlefield, not someplace with ... established philosophical, artistic, and religious traditions?