[her worry is prominent on her face where her words are lacking, frowning at his admission that his head is swarmed with too much noise to allow himself easy rest. she only needs to see his expression before realizing just how bad it really is.]
I wanted to see you.
[it's more than that, clearly. byleth's worry kept her awake, aware of the torment and pressure dimitri must be under. if she can provide him solace, even if temporary, then she can rest easier that way. it would soothe her own nerves, too, to be at his side, as it has become a customary feeling at this point.]
[she looks up at him.]
Let's sit together.
[forceful she remains, despite their more obvious affections for one another, as she leads the way towards the greenhouse. he worries over how cold she may feel, and she's aware that being away from the confines of his room will help him seek solace from his nightmares. the greenhouse offers a happy middle point.]
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I wanted to see you.
[it's more than that, clearly. byleth's worry kept her awake, aware of the torment and pressure dimitri must be under. if she can provide him solace, even if temporary, then she can rest easier that way. it would soothe her own nerves, too, to be at his side, as it has become a customary feeling at this point.]
[she looks up at him.]
Let's sit together.
[forceful she remains, despite their more obvious affections for one another, as she leads the way towards the greenhouse. he worries over how cold she may feel, and she's aware that being away from the confines of his room will help him seek solace from his nightmares. the greenhouse offers a happy middle point.]