[ it's inevitable that the fine distinction between friendship and fealty is often blurred between them. children in faerghus aspired to chivalric, bloody deaths, weaned at a young age from breastmilk to tales of glory and sacrifice. at times it's hard to distinguish between tradition and necessity, and at times the two are very much conflated.
sylvain understands he has no debt to settle with the throne, but even so, this is something he ought to do. whether as a friend or former subject (not that he was ever his), this is something he chooses to do, and it's not as selfless as it might be perceived to be. ]
You'd rather me hand you off to Felix instead...?
[ he shoos dimitri's hand away so he can help set the bandage on his arm. ]
Or do you just find me that unreliable? I'm a changed man, you know...
[ he asks it gently, without any bite. more like an inside joke between them. ]
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sylvain understands he has no debt to settle with the throne, but even so, this is something he ought to do. whether as a friend or former subject (not that he was ever his), this is something he chooses to do, and it's not as selfless as it might be perceived to be. ]
You'd rather me hand you off to Felix instead...?
[ he shoos dimitri's hand away so he can help set the bandage on his arm. ]
Or do you just find me that unreliable? I'm a changed man, you know...
[ he asks it gently, without any bite. more like an inside joke between them. ]