[The homeyness of where Dimitri is is some comfort, but it can't distract him from the dark cloud that seems to hang around the king. So much like how haunted he looked when the reunion... oh.

[He's from before the battle at Gronder... Claude's message... it explains so much, and it makes Sylvain's heart ache in his chest like a fresh bruise. There's basically no way he's going to convince Dimitri to stop blaming himself for everything over this strange long distance scrying thing. He wishes he could reach through the 'gear and gently shake those impossibly wide shoulders.]

Dimitri...

[The name tastes strange on his tongue. It brings back memories of a time when he freely used the prince's name. When things were simpler and the expectations placed on them weren't so heavy yet. He closes his eyes for a moment.]

How long will it take to get here? I have the desire to move around, but I don't want to wander off and miss you.