[It's really, really hard for Takumi to reconcile his memories of Corrin with the Corrin before him now. The hand holding Fujin Yumi grips it even tighter, shoulders squared and expression utterly lost... and then shifting into anger. It's so, so easy to slide back to that, and when he's feeling hurt, he has the unfortunate tendency to lash out.]

No... No, Corrin, you couldn't have. Not after Mother-- that's impossible. After all that happened, you still chose to side with--

[And then it strikes him. The Merrow had cast some sort of illusion to make Corrin think that it was someone else. What if that's what this is? What if this is an illusion meant to trap him?

Though his shoulders are shaking, he half-lifts his bow, reaching for an arrow from the quiver on his back.]

Who are you, and what have you done with my sister?