[ from what he knows of felix, he's guessing he didn't spare dimitri any details. but that doesn't mean sylvain needs to go down that same rabbit hole right away, reopen all the same wounds. (he's a little too avoidant of his problems sometimes, the way felix can be too aggressive. it's... not entirely fair to dimitri, but as friends they've always been ill-equipped to handle matters requiring any modicum of emotional delicacy.)
he answers honestly, for the most part. ]
Not entirely. You've got two good eyes, for one.
[ his expression sobers a little despite himself. this dimitri he had not known at all—had been missing entirely in sylvain's time. it's... no small realization, or sorrow, that this is who their king might have become, had he only been given the chance.
(or perhaps he's yet to go down another dark path, just further down the road. he's still so young, and sylvain can't help but imagine the dimitri he knows haunting faerghus at this same age.)
sylvain pats the hand on his arm with a rueful smile, forcing away the melancholy that bleeds into his thoughts. he may feel regret for a past that can't be changed, but he also feels gratitude to know there can be a different future. ]
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he answers honestly, for the most part. ]
Not entirely. You've got two good eyes, for one.
[ his expression sobers a little despite himself. this dimitri he had not known at all—had been missing entirely in sylvain's time. it's... no small realization, or sorrow, that this is who their king might have become, had he only been given the chance.
(or perhaps he's yet to go down another dark path, just further down the road. he's still so young, and sylvain can't help but imagine the dimitri he knows haunting faerghus at this same age.)
sylvain pats the hand on his arm with a rueful smile, forcing away the melancholy that bleeds into his thoughts. he may feel regret for a past that can't be changed, but he also feels gratitude to know there can be a different future. ]
...I'd still recognize you from a mile away.