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[The flowers from Duscur are doing surprisingly well in the greenhouse. Though they need to be kept separate from the rest of the plant life -- caring for them is much more delicate comparatively -- they have taken to the environment well. Garreg Mach is the strange area that never really gets too cold or gets too hot, at least not from his experience so far.

But the flowers are happy. Gently, Dedue rubs a petal between his fingers, quietly pleased before he pulls away.

Still, it's almost dinner, and he wants to make sure that Dimitri has not forgotten to take care of himself. So he goes to wash up first.]

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( The afternoon passes quickly while Dimitri trains, and it's only a comment from the professor about being sure he doesn't miss dinner that reminds the prince of the time. There's a thought that if he stays too late, Dedue will come looking for him, and while the thought always makes something flutter in his chest, there is always a lingering guilt for taking time the other could be spending doing other things.

He hurries to wash quickly, and when he finishes, he decides he'll be the one to find Dedue this time. He rights his uniform as he redresses before starting on his journey. He's on his way to check the library when he spots the tall man, and the corners of his lips curve upwards just the slightest. )

Dedue. ( The call of the other's name leaves him easily, and he adjusts his path to carry him towards Dedue to meet him. )

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[A pleasant surprise. He hadn't anticipated upon meeting up with Dimitri on the way. As usual, Dedue's expression change is a subtle one, his brows lifting slightly. It isn't unpleasant, though. If anything, he's glad that Dimitri isn't just training as he'd expected.]

Your Highness.

[He gives a nod of his head in respect and acknowledgement alike.]

We should eat, if you are done for the day.

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( However subtle the change in Dedue's expression is, Dimitri see it, and it never fails to make something warm in his chest. A ghost of a smile crosses his lips, and he ducks his head briefly before returning his attention to the other's face. )

It seems we had the same idea. I was looking for you to ask you to join me.

( There's a familiar twinge of disapproval at the use of his title and not his name, but he doesn't say it. Instead, he motions towards the dining hall. )

Shall we?

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Of course, Your Highness.

[Quietly, he is pleased that Dimitri didn't push himself too hard today. It's a rare occasion, and he'd certainly like to see that particular habit be more consistent.]

How was your training?

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( A quiet sigh leaves him at the repeat of his title, but still he says nothing on it. It's a habit he is certain he'll be fighting until the end of their days, and such a pleasant evening shouldn't be ruined over it. )

It went well. Felix agreed to train with me for a short time.

( Though physical training had turned into verbal jabs that Dimitri is grateful to be away from. He raises a brow curiously at the taller man. )

What have you been up to this evening?