[ he wants to tell him: it's strange to him because that's never been his experience in gautier. care is about as foreign to him as it is for dimitri in some ways. but saying that out loud makes it too sad. it's like when he accidentally said the quite part out loud about what's sad about their existences the first time they came here, and while it's true, it hurts to be spoken out loud. dimitri didn't need to lay it out for him, sylvain doesn't need to tell him how awful gautier can be - he heard his brother talk to him in the tower, after all - and sylvain doesn't need to hear how his uncle and cornelia are like in fhirdiad. he is a very selfish prince, and he notes that with sadness.
dimitri is happy enough to be released. he shrugs when sylvain talks about flirting with women. ]
My problem regarding your vices was your lack of moderation, not that they existed in the first place. I'm not the Archbishop.
[ he knows he's let go of him, but it was nice to be warm. he stays close with him, like a child - ]
We could have Faerghus become like the best of this city, without the burden imposed by the Crests. People could live lives that aren't measured by whether the goddess has gifted their family a boon, or not. You and I would be sons in families that would find other reasons to squabble about beyond names and titles and power.
It is an ambitious dream that I would like to see in my lifetime. [ he's not going to say it's his burden, because, well. they've had that talk already. ]
... anyway, if you're done here, you can come back to the apartment with me? [ dimitri sighs. ] I decided to meet you here instead of having you come back, because I was hoping I could tidy up before you returned. I made a mess in the kitchen in an attempt to follow a recipe .... I opened all the windows after I set off a loud alarm. I'm sure by the time we return it'd smell less like smoke. [ HASTILY ADDING THIS, he can laugh, he's figured out how to set off alarms in their place. ] And quieter.
Otherwise, if you need anything else from me here, I have nothing but time.
whacks this right back
dimitri is happy enough to be released. he shrugs when sylvain talks about flirting with women. ]
My problem regarding your vices was your lack of moderation, not that they existed in the first place. I'm not the Archbishop.
[ he knows he's let go of him, but it was nice to be warm. he stays close with him, like a child - ]
We could have Faerghus become like the best of this city, without the burden imposed by the Crests. People could live lives that aren't measured by whether the goddess has gifted their family a boon, or not. You and I would be sons in families that would find other reasons to squabble about beyond names and titles and power.
It is an ambitious dream that I would like to see in my lifetime. [ he's not going to say it's his burden, because, well. they've had that talk already. ]
... anyway, if you're done here, you can come back to the apartment with me? [ dimitri sighs. ] I decided to meet you here instead of having you come back, because I was hoping I could tidy up before you returned. I made a mess in the kitchen in an attempt to follow a recipe .... I opened all the windows after I set off a loud alarm. I'm sure by the time we return it'd smell less like smoke. [ HASTILY ADDING THIS, he can laugh, he's figured out how to set off alarms in their place. ] And quieter.
Otherwise, if you need anything else from me here, I have nothing but time.