Rhonda
Mirihil nodded in understanding, clearly fascinated by what she'd been told. She'd heard of the theories regarding wayshrines and their potential for intra- and inter-dimensional travel, but they theorized that a person's soul would have to be detached from the Mundus in order to utilize them. That being said, a person as powerful and intelligent as Sotha Sil would have probably managed a workaround.

"Divines, you actually spoke to him?" She asked, eyes widening and a smile appearing on her lips. She was surprised not only that Byleth had apparently spoken with a living god, but also that the experience hadn't turned him into an insufferable, arrogant ass.
Pamela
"I... I was one of his Favorites. Even in that single conversation... That was more than most. Within my shoulder... Is an inscription. Blessed Merged-One. It was placed upon me before we even spoke, but he knew beforehand. Fate, Destiny... Something that is important to me. His death... Drove me mad until I was displaced."

*He seemed flustered even just thinking about it. He was. Even if someone like Divayth Fyr had few conversations with him, he always felt that he and Seht could have spoken more. But it was not in his nature.*
Rhonda
Mirihil didn't hold the Tribunal in high regard. They might have done some beneficial things in their time, but they also established an authoritarian theocracy. Sotha Sil might have had less of a role in that than Vivec and Almalexia, but he was still complicit. Still, she could see the effect that his death had on Byleth.

"I'm sorry," She said sympathetically, hands retreating into her pockets. Emotional matters like this were far from her area of expertise. Any words of comfort would be hollow on account of her being a stranger, she thought, so she chose silence and an eventual, if a bit awkward, subject change instead.

"So... You found anything significant here?" She said as she nodded towards the dig.
Pamela
"Oh. Yes, we've found a Dwemer Colossus... It's been... Repurposed. It's thickest armor Plating has been removed... It's powered by Heartstones, Lorkhanic energy like the Numidium. It also has an animo Core to give it intelligence. It's inactive currently... We used it in the Execution of Madanach."

*He put his hands behind his back, Proud. He was the first since the Third Era to properly activate a Dwemer construct of that size.*
Rhonda
"Quite the discovery," She complimented with a nod. "I studied at the Arcane University. I knew quite a few people who would've died for a chance to study something like that." Suddenly, almost imperceptibly, her expression fell for a moment, burdened by sorrow. Then, just as instantly, she recomposed herself and asked another question.

"It's a feat of artificing. Any purpose for it in mind aside from executions?"