[Linhardt sighs heavy through his nose, exasperated. Indignant.] I wasn't sad, I was terrified.

[Which is no better and he understands Ferdinand's sentiment will remain the same. So Linhardt reaches and returns Ferdinand's embrace. He buries his face into his neck, nosing into his warmth.] I'll hold you to that. Whatever happens next... whatever we may find at Garreg Mach, you mustn't leave my side. Not until we can spend our days in peace, lazy in love, and napping in sun spots. And even then...

[Don't leave him. Don't leave him.]