[It is strange. It's so strange that Sylvain stops and stares, and then also tries to get in front of Dimitri if Dimitri tries to look away or continues to look away- he has to look at Dimitri and look in his eyes, resist the urge to take his hand and plop it on Dimitri's forehead, check for a fever.]

Yeah, but. [But.] It's not like Gustave's here to bail us out if I start to...be not doing well. [Sure! Sure, he'll go with that euphemism. Sure!] You've got me and I got you, and right now we don't have much of anyone else. Would be nice if we both had somebody like Dedue and Dedue had us, but we don't live in that world, do we?