Kenneth
She hated to even be talking about this, but she figured it was necessary. Chances were she'd see war soon, assuming she kept on wandering. Staying in Solitude was always an option in theory, but in reality, there were countless people she'd be able to help on the road. Refugees she could protect, monsters she could slay. There was nothing wrong with being selfish from time to time, but with the amount of good she could do, going back home and hiding just wasn't an option.

"I do have one last matter I was curious about, actually," She said after a moment of thinking. "The Prophecy of the Dragonborn. Seems all its omens have been fulfilled. What do you make of it?"
Rebecca
"Seven trials,
What he puts his hand to, that shall be done.
What is left undone, that shall be done.

First trial,
On a certain day to uncertain parents
Incarnate moon and star reborn.

Second trial,
Neither blight nor age can harm him.
The Curse-of-Flesh before him flies.

Third trial,
In caverns dark Azura's eye sees
And makes to shine the moon and star.

Fourth trial,
A stranger's voice unites the Houses.
Three Halls call him Hortator.

Fifth trial,
A stranger's hand unites the Velothi.
Four Tribes call him Nerevarine.

Sixth trial,
He honors blood of the tribe unmourned.
He eats their sin, and is reborn.

Seventh trial,
His mercy frees the cursed false gods,
Binds the broken, redeems the mad.

One Destiny,
He speaks the law for Veloth's people.
He speaks for their land, and names them great."

*He knew that from memory. He could likely recite most dunmer scripture from his mind.*

"Some may deny prophecies. There's always truth to them."

*A concise and simple statement.*
Kenneth
A shiver ran down Mirihil's spine as Byleth recited the prophecy. It was for the Nerevarine, of course.

Byleth was right. Prophecy always held power. That was... Worrying.

"That's all I've got then. Thanks," She said. "Was a pleasure meeting you."

With that. She began to turn and walk out before suddenly stopping and turning, remembering something. 

"Actually—I don't think I ever got your name?"
Rebecca
"Byleth Telvanni."

*He said as he was unbolting some bolts from the Architons shoulder. They held in the Ball Joint of the shoulder.*
Kenneth
Telvanni. Of course on top of everything, he came from one of the Great Houses. 

"It was a pleasure," She said again before leaving him to his work.