Catch-all: Byleth

[ercnerd]

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[ercnerd]

[Attagirl.

His expression and eyes both brighten at the finished product.]

Is this for me?

[divineimpulse]

Since I ate yours.

[completely and without stopping to ask if you'd actually wanted some.

she proffers the whole thing out to him.]

[ercnerd]

Then I'll just have to graciously accept it.

[She spoils him. He frees one hand from the cup in his grasp to receive the s'more, out of which he proceeds to take a bite. Of course, he swallows before saying anything.]

Mm, that's the way it should be!

[divineimpulse]

[his joy over tea and smore is really the best. she glows with the muted flare of a tealight.]

I'm glad.

[ercnerd]

[It's the little things that matter. He sips the tea, washing down the sticky sweet.]

You don't say much, do you?

[divineimpulse]

[oh.

she shakes her head, a little less bright.]

[ercnerd]

[He smiles against the s'more as he brings it up for another bite.]

Relax. I don't mean that as criticism. There's nothing wrong with a little brevity.

[divineimpulse]

...Thank you.

[she drinks her tea.]

I'm trying to be more talkative.

[it always makes her oddly self-conscious of the fact that she isn't.]