[On its face, maybe some would find it odd, the fact that when the day comes that Dedue is able to get up and keep himself up on his own two feet, Balthus's response is quite simply to...grab his gear and leave Abyss to head out into the wild on a moment's notice. If someone didn't know better, it would seem strange, leaving Dedue alone at such a significant moment. If someone really didn't know better, they might even think it was an abandonment.
But if there's one thing that Balthus knows Dedue probably doesn't want, it's having people hover around him and fuss over him while he slowly and methodically works things out for himself. And he would hover if he were there, so he simply respectfully makes sure not to be. Give Dedue plenty of chance to figure things out on his own terms, at first; there'll be plenty of time for the rest of it later.
Besides. He's got a promise to keep.]
Hey, where's the chef? Special delivery!
[He raps on the kitchen door with the toe of his boot, the sound distinctive from the leather on wood, rather than a gauntlet or fist knocking.]
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But if there's one thing that Balthus knows Dedue probably doesn't want, it's having people hover around him and fuss over him while he slowly and methodically works things out for himself. And he would hover if he were there, so he simply respectfully makes sure not to be. Give Dedue plenty of chance to figure things out on his own terms, at first; there'll be plenty of time for the rest of it later.
Besides. He's got a promise to keep.]
Hey, where's the chef? Special delivery!
[He raps on the kitchen door with the toe of his boot, the sound distinctive from the leather on wood, rather than a gauntlet or fist knocking.]