[Byleth pondered over his own feelings on the matter. He had never kissed another person before, though he understood the mechanics of it well enough... he thinks, anyways. Trapped as they were in this snow cave, it wasn't as if they had anything better to do except to stare at each other, and they couldn't risk falling asleep either in these sub-zero conditions. But, what Dimitri said: 'comfortable'.
Was Byleth comfortable with it? Dimitri said he didn't mind either.]
I've... never kissed anyone before. So, I'm not entirely sure what to do. [In an attempt to inject some levity, Byleth added:] Hm. It seems the shoe is on the other foot. In this situation, I am the student... if you're willing to be my teacher, that is.
[Even if Dimitri was just as new to kissing as him, he at least had some inkling of how this was meant to go. Byleth was utterly blind. He had paid little to no attention to romance and its various unspoken rules. His ambition, before he joined Garreg Mach, was always to make a name for himself as a mercenary, and then die when his luck inevitably ran out. Then his ambition morphed into supporting his students in their endeavours, then it was to see Dimitri through the dark times of the war, and now... well, now his ambition was to learn romance after all. Funny how life worked out.]
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[Byleth pondered over his own feelings on the matter. He had never kissed another person before, though he understood the mechanics of it well enough... he thinks, anyways. Trapped as they were in this snow cave, it wasn't as if they had anything better to do except to stare at each other, and they couldn't risk falling asleep either in these sub-zero conditions. But, what Dimitri said: 'comfortable'.
Was Byleth comfortable with it? Dimitri said he didn't mind either.]
I've... never kissed anyone before. So, I'm not entirely sure what to do. [In an attempt to inject some levity, Byleth added:] Hm. It seems the shoe is on the other foot. In this situation, I am the student... if you're willing to be my teacher, that is.
[Even if Dimitri was just as new to kissing as him, he at least had some inkling of how this was meant to go. Byleth was utterly blind. He had paid little to no attention to romance and its various unspoken rules. His ambition, before he joined Garreg Mach, was always to make a name for himself as a mercenary, and then die when his luck inevitably ran out. Then his ambition morphed into supporting his students in their endeavours, then it was to see Dimitri through the dark times of the war, and now... well, now his ambition was to learn romance after all. Funny how life worked out.]