[Yeah, and, see, he's sat around dining room tables with His Highness before, and said stuff like, "Wow, I can't believe the food down in Garreg Mach tastes so much better than the food back home." Paraphrased. And Dimitri said stuff like, "Yeah you're so right." Paraphrased. And so.

So.

And so Sylvain stares for a moment as he leaves the drink on his tongue before he swallows and takes another big gulp to keep pace with Dimitri.]

Right? It kinda catches up with you. I guess it's just everything that's going on. I know once I get to bed I'm going to fall asleep, and nothing - not even you - is gonna wake me up.

[Also, why is Dimitri biting the cheese, the texture is so much better when pulled apart...whatever. He takes a bite of the jerky and immediately misses Felix and Ingrid, as this is so their thing, and also not his thing.]

It feels weird just taking somebody's bed.