[Dimitri still isn’t the most adept in Faith, despite Byleth and Mercedes’ best efforts, so he needs to concentrate. He can no longer avert his gaze and has to focus on the wound rather than Felix’s bare chest just inches away from him.
Thankfully, Dimitri’s instinct to protect and take care of Felix overpowers any other unsavory thoughts he might have. He hovers one hand over the puncture wounds, closes his good eye, and wills all the warmth and good faith into Felix’s body.
Back when they were students, Byleth had suggested he take lessons in Faith to round out his skill set. Dimitri had declined because he didn’t think he had an ounce of good energy or faith inside his body. There was no way he could heal or use white magic with his hands, stained with blood and rage.
So he is still surprised, even now after doing this with Felix so many times, when he feels the tingle of magic his hands. He never quite believes it, either. Dimitri still has to confirm, over and over again, that it has been effective. That he’s actually done something good after doing something so monstrous.]
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Thankfully, Dimitri’s instinct to protect and take care of Felix overpowers any other unsavory thoughts he might have. He hovers one hand over the puncture wounds, closes his good eye, and wills all the warmth and good faith into Felix’s body.
Back when they were students, Byleth had suggested he take lessons in Faith to round out his skill set. Dimitri had declined because he didn’t think he had an ounce of good energy or faith inside his body. There was no way he could heal or use white magic with his hands, stained with blood and rage.
So he is still surprised, even now after doing this with Felix so many times, when he feels the tingle of magic his hands. He never quite believes it, either. Dimitri still has to confirm, over and over again, that it has been effective. That he’s actually done something good after doing something so monstrous.]
How does that feel?