Warmth blossoms on his back, so much closer than any touch would usually be - it's only through the threadbare fabric of his shirt. Clinging to his back with sweat, the garment is a barrier only in name; Dimitri feels as if Byleth is truly touching him.

And he sinks into it, spine curling into Byleth's palm.

"You have always listened to me, Professor - I do not see what more you could have done. Every time I sought you out, and in some moments where I didn't even know I needed you until you arrived...

You've been there.

For that, I do thank you.

Right now, I can hardly compose my thoughts, but I know one thing-

I will not allow Edelgard to start her war."