Friendly sparring matches in which we're expected to allow... pets? to be harmed instead of ourselves?

[He frowns, lips pressed in a hard line of disapproval. Come on Byleth with how soft he has always been for his horse how do you expect him to let an already chipped teacup fight for him.]

I appreciate the assurance, Professor, I do. But please bear in mind it is not your responsibility to see to everyone's safety and comfort either. You are a stranger in this land just as much as anyone else.