Byleth seems to droop in disappointment when the other denies that the doll is his. He'd been looking for the owner of the doll for quite some time, but it truly does not seem to belong to anyone! He's spent so much time on it, he hasn't had the chance to ask about the other items filling his pockets.

So when the other points to his stuffed pocket, his eyes widen in surprise. He'd nearly forgetting himself that he had more than one item.

He pulls out the bright blue feather, handling it delicately between his now scaled, clawed hands. "A feather. Does this belong to you?"