Catch-all: Byleth

[ercnerd]

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[divineimpulse]

[...

she sits down beside him.]

Can I help solve it?

[ercnerd]

[He swallows, willing his face to cool down, because this really doesn't warrant such a strong response. Clearing his throat exactly once, he shifts just enough to put Byleth in his line of sight.]

That is . . . uh . . .

[Go on a date with me!]

[divineimpulse]

Okay.

[(Oh, I see.)

she just nods.]

[ercnerd]

What, really?

[divineimpulse]

Why not?

[ercnerd]

[He lets out a loud sigh of relief. Just like that, the tension washes away and he straightens.]

You're as dependable as ever, Byleth.

All right, then. Since you've accepted my request, I'll let you decide what we do first. What'll it be?

[divineimpulse]

[she. looks around.]

...The cafe.

[it's the furthest thing away!]

[ercnerd]

You couldn't pick a closer place?

[Shaking his head, he folds the letters and puts them away on his person, then rises to a stand, pauses, and leans over to offer Byleth a hand.]

Come on.

[divineimpulse]

[she takes his hand easily with a small smile, and walks onwards.

(Lazy as ever...)]

I have a caveat to our date, though.

[ercnerd]

What's that?

[divineimpulse]

You have to let me spoon-feed you something.

[ercnerd]

[Huh?]

Huh?

[divineimpulse]

I said what I said.

[ercnerd]

You . . . Is that why you picked the café?

Fine. But let's take the scenic route.

[Saying that, he urges her to follow him to the community garden.]

[divineimpulse]

It is.

[but she lets him lead her through the gardens, attached to his hand all the while.]

Taking your time, are you?

[ercnerd]

I'm just doing what I have to do.

[He leads her a little ways into the small garden, where he kneels down after spotting a shrub of lady's eardrops. He picks one, rises, pauses, stares at the flower hanging from his hand, and holds it out to Byleth.]

. . . Here.

[divineimpulse]

[at that, she exhales a little breath, and walks onwards with him.

as sieg offers her the flower, she takes it, and tucks it behind her ear.]

Thank you.

[ercnerd]

. . . Looks good.

[He stares at her for a moment before turning in the direction of the entrance.]

All right, let's go to the café now!

[divineimpulse]

[she cants her head at his words, pinking a little bit, then nods, handholding a little tighter.]

Don't forget your promise.

[ercnerd]

[Leading her by a step ahead, he doesn't noticeably react to the tightening handhold. But perhaps he's a touch pink in the face, himself.]

If you're going to spoonfeed me, it better be something good.

[divineimpulse]

[(He's got a good grip...)]

What would you like it to be?

[ercnerd]

[They walk in silence for a few beats as he considers this.]

You made a good guess with the tea, so I'll let you decide.

[divineimpulse]

[...]

Chocolate sauce...

[ercnerd]

. . . Ah.

[He doesn't need to share his thoughts for her to know that the suggestion pleases him.]

[divineimpulse]

[(I knew it...)]

Sweet toothed.