[ life is fleeting. those sure are words coming from her. is this some sort of enlightenment she'd gleaned about their relationship when she'd died? for some reason he feels awful about that, though he sets his tea aside to gather her hands up in his, squeezing them fiercely, that same care in his voice. ]
Professor... you are more dear to me than I could put into words.
[ ... ]
It's just—I've already promised my heart to another.
[ he sounds apologetic, though not regretful—he cares about annie so much, too. this just isn't how he'd planned to break the news, because he hasn't had time to define anything between anyone these days. ]
But I do love you. [ byleth was and always will be such a precious person to him. it's surprisingly easy to tell her how vital she is to his life, now. ] I hope... you don't doubt that.
[her voice is quiet. not weak, or shut downโjust... quiet. for a long moment, she says nothing else. piece by piece, her face falls into an expression far more sober than moments before, as the ramifications of his words fall into place. reciprocal, but too late.
she looks down at his hands, grasping hers, then back up at his face. it's hard to tell if she's sad, crushed, or just processing, as her face stills nearly completely.]
I... didn't realize.
[there's no clarification on which part she's referring to.]
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divineimpulse) wrote2021-06-05 06:42 pm
that i get to be dimitri dumped twice is honestly such a dream
Life is fleeting. So... I wanted to tell you, no matter what.
That's all.
YOU ARE SO RUDE
Professor... you are more dear to me than I could put into words.
[ ... ]
It's just—I've already promised my heart to another.
[ he sounds apologetic, though not regretful—he cares about annie so much, too. this just isn't how he'd planned to break the news, because he hasn't had time to define anything between anyone these days. ]
But I do love you. [ byleth was and always will be such a precious person to him. it's surprisingly easy to tell her how vital she is to his life, now. ] I hope... you don't doubt that.
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[her voice is quiet. not weak, or shut downโjust... quiet. for a long moment, she says nothing else. piece by piece, her face falls into an expression far more sober than moments before, as the ramifications of his words fall into place. reciprocal, but too late.
she looks down at his hands, grasping hers, then back up at his face. it's hard to tell if she's sad, crushed, or just processing, as her face stills nearly completely.]
I... didn't realize.
[there's no clarification on which part she's referring to.]