Catch-all: Byleth

[ercnerd]

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[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.

[ercnerd]

Anything is good if there's chocolate.

[He likes other things as well, but chocolate is up there on the list. With the promise of something so delectable, he jauntily takes them through the daycare and into the administration building, where they must overcome the staircase for the sweet prize.]

[divineimpulse]

[byleth traipses up the stairs, still holding his hand. this date is going well!]

Is there a time limit? Do we date all day?

[ercnerd]

It ends when we say it ends. Why, are you busy?

[divineimpulse]

[she shakes her head!]

I'm enjoying my second-ever date.

We can do it again, if you like.

[ercnerd]

Again? . . . Don't you have other people you'd rather have your third-ever date with?

[divineimpulse]

[they reach the cafe, and she makes her way to the kitchen and its pantry of pastry-making goods. time to locate the chocolate sauce.]

Are you saying you wouldn't want to date me twice?

[ercnerd]

[With Byleth now taking the lead, Sieghart follow faithfully beside her.

I'm asking why you'd want to date me twice!]

No, not exactly . . .