[Noting Felix reaching for the soap, Dimitri hands it over — but not before lathering up his own hands, too. He reaches in to wash Felix's back, his touch somewhat trepidatious, as if he's not sure he should be doing it at all. It seems wrong to indulge, knowing what happened to Dedue, what will surely happen to anyone that dares to stand in Edelgard's way...]
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