[The space given to him is something he's actually grateful for. Being fussed over is not something he'd much enjoy; it's usually easier if he's the one fussing over someone else, anyway. Even then, he remains quiet about it, just doing things his own muted away.
When he hears the boot-knock, Dedue can't help but smile wryly to himself. It's more expressive than he's been in quite sometime.
But he does not keep Balthus waiting, and he opens the door.]
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When he hears the boot-knock, Dedue can't help but smile wryly to himself. It's more expressive than he's been in quite sometime.
But he does not keep Balthus waiting, and he opens the door.]
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