[This is...this is definitely a thing. He's not sure how he feels about it yet, because this makes Dimitri doing chores suddenly a great deal more feasible - unlike Garreg Mach they can't have the church perform repairs and bill the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus for damages - but also.
This shouldn't be happening.
Sylvain stares at the table. Looks under the table with Dimitri, trying to see if there's some secret making the table more durable than normal. No, looks like a table. He stands. Watches Dimitri hit it, makes a surprised noise when Dimitri smacks it and it doesn't break. There's just a dent.
It should be broken.
He immediately plops the back of his hand on Dimitri's forehead like he's going to cast some healing magic, and, see, the problem is that he doesn't have enough faith to heal in the first place, and he definitely can't heal here, so basically, Sylvain's accidentally checking for a temperature.
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This shouldn't be happening.
Sylvain stares at the table. Looks under the table with Dimitri, trying to see if there's some secret making the table more durable than normal. No, looks like a table. He stands. Watches Dimitri hit it, makes a surprised noise when Dimitri smacks it and it doesn't break. There's just a dent.
It should be broken.
He immediately plops the back of his hand on Dimitri's forehead like he's going to cast some healing magic, and, see, the problem is that he doesn't have enough faith to heal in the first place, and he definitely can't heal here, so basically, Sylvain's accidentally checking for a temperature.
Which is okay.]
You feeling alright, Dimitri?
[Something is Wrong.]