[ It isn't hard to find Dimitri in the cathedral, where he's been for the past few nights. A part of Byleth has often wondered why the fallen prince has taken to haunting the church's great hall when he could just as easily hide away in his old dorm room or any other place where he wouldn't be as easily seen; the monastery is big, and there are other places that Dimitri could go. At times, Byleth has wondered if his wayward prince has been praying for forgiveness from the goddess, or else, seeking divine judgment from her in a different way.
Dimitri needn't search so fervently. The goddess has been beside him all this time.
At any rate. After the conversation over their relics, Byleth walks in through the cathedral doors, the expression on his face placid but faintly pained. He of all people has known that Dimitri is not quite as mad as the others think that he is; his madness, if it must be called that, is borne more of a refusal to forgive himself than anything else.
But if he wants to see Byleth, then Byleth is what he shall receive. It is Byleth who has been tending to him all this time, making sure that he eats, that he does not neglect himself. ]
Dimitri.
[ Byleth materializes by his side, as always. His voice is husky, low. The voice of a man deeply, painfully in love. ]
@compunctions
[ It isn't hard to find Dimitri in the cathedral, where he's been for the past few nights. A part of Byleth has often wondered why the fallen prince has taken to haunting the church's great hall when he could just as easily hide away in his old dorm room or any other place where he wouldn't be as easily seen; the monastery is big, and there are other places that Dimitri could go. At times, Byleth has wondered if his wayward prince has been praying for forgiveness from the goddess, or else, seeking divine judgment from her in a different way.
Dimitri needn't search so fervently. The goddess has been beside him all this time.
At any rate. After the conversation over their relics, Byleth walks in through the cathedral doors, the expression on his face placid but faintly pained. He of all people has known that Dimitri is not quite as mad as the others think that he is; his madness, if it must be called that, is borne more of a refusal to forgive himself than anything else.
But if he wants to see Byleth, then Byleth is what he shall receive. It is Byleth who has been tending to him all this time, making sure that he eats, that he does not neglect himself. ]
Dimitri.
[ Byleth materializes by his side, as always. His voice is husky, low. The voice of a man deeply, painfully in love. ]
Will you look at me?