[Though Dimitri doesn't say a word, the hitch in his breath and the way his hold tightens upon hearing Felix call his name is telling. Now he's the one swallowing untimely tears, even if it's just a slight constricting of his throat and the barest prickle at the corner of his eyes. It felt like he lost everything after Duscur — even the people who weren't there seemed distant by the time he recovered enough to notice. Only his memories of his time with Edelgard and Dedue remained untainted. Edelgard doesn't even remember him, and Dedue has now joined the rest of his dearest friends in pushing him away with titles (or, in Felix's case, derogatory nicknames). Having Felix call his name when he's properly conscious after what seems like a lifetime feels like he's gaining something back instead of having everything slowly slip through his fingers.
He's almost afraid to fall asleep and wake to find this night was a dream, but he diligently closes his eyes anyway, knowing he has to get up early if he wants to avoid a potential lecture from Ingrid.]
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He's almost afraid to fall asleep and wake to find this night was a dream, but he diligently closes his eyes anyway, knowing he has to get up early if he wants to avoid a potential lecture from Ingrid.]