[…Oh. Even if Dimitri were not deeply, dizzyingly fond of Byleth, that admission would tug at his sentimental heartstrings. He understands as much as he can relate. Though their circumstances were crafted from war, and they’ve lost so much between them, there is unshakeable solidarity between all that fight with him. They are more than friends — their bonds are like steel, tested time and again in battle, and thus far, they have not failed him.
He does not wish to give that up, either, though he has no choice. He knows that many will go their separate ways if the war is won — Dimitri to his castle, every noble to their respective Houses to tend to their territories and responsibilities. Personal wants and desires that can finally be allowed to thrive after all is said and done.
Dimitri wishes he could tell her that things will always be the way they are. Here, in the monastery, all of them close, wanted, trusting. He went five years without that foundation in his life, and it scares him, too, to potentially let go of it. But he must accept the reality of change because much is expected of him in the future.
Still, he can offer all that he can, extend a figurative hand the same way she reached out for his own.]
Neither do I. But I do not think any of us can change the direction in which time and circumstances may pull us. [He feels his heart clench, and the words come unbidden.] However, maybe you can align your path with my own? Like I had said to you once, back in the—
[The Goddess Tower, ah, maybe that’s… well, he backpedals.]
…What I mean to say is that you can return with me to Fhirdiad, if you wish. Your presence will be sorely needed if you are not to remain in Garreg Mach.
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He does not wish to give that up, either, though he has no choice. He knows that many will go their separate ways if the war is won — Dimitri to his castle, every noble to their respective Houses to tend to their territories and responsibilities. Personal wants and desires that can finally be allowed to thrive after all is said and done.
Dimitri wishes he could tell her that things will always be the way they are. Here, in the monastery, all of them close, wanted, trusting. He went five years without that foundation in his life, and it scares him, too, to potentially let go of it. But he must accept the reality of change because much is expected of him in the future.
Still, he can offer all that he can, extend a figurative hand the same way she reached out for his own.]
Neither do I. But I do not think any of us can change the direction in which time and circumstances may pull us. [He feels his heart clench, and the words come unbidden.] However, maybe you can align your path with my own? Like I had said to you once, back in the—
[The Goddess Tower, ah, maybe that’s… well, he backpedals.]
…What I mean to say is that you can return with me to Fhirdiad, if you wish. Your presence will be sorely needed if you are not to remain in Garreg Mach.