[Before Ferdinand speaks, Linhardt only stirs. The touch, the warmth of Ferdinand's hand on his cheek, makes the corners of his lips quirk and he turn into Ferdinand's shoulder. Ferdinand speaks and Linhardt nuzzles into his shoulder. He wraps his arms around Ferdinand's own arm.] And I, you.[His voice is still heavy with sleep. He may not even be totally awake yet.] You've always made for a wonderful pillow. [Even with his armor.]

Though, it is incredibly unlike you to fall asleep... in a place like this. You're lucky it's me that came across you in this state [If it sounds like he's scolding, he's not actually. Linhardt yawns, still hiding in Ferdinand's shoulder.] Duchess... is not a very good guard dog....