[ The skepticism is understood - how many times has he tried to make Dimitri or another unfortunate male friend of theirs his wingman? But he honestly has no plans to flirt with any women on their outing. ] Just you and me this time, I promise. I'm here to spend some time with you, not some girl.
[ If Dimitri thinks he still has some ulterior motive, though, he wouldn't be wrong. What he told Felix earlier is this: he can't keep denying his feelings. Dimitri, king of all Fodlan, would be quite a catch for any woman or man. And as king of a still fracture nation, he'll need to find a partner - and fast. If he doesn't act soon, well... someone will snatch Dimitri up.
Maybe even Sylvain himself.
(truthfully, he has no romantic interest in dimitri. the guy's incredibly handsome, sure, but he prefers them softer. but felix doesn't need to know that.)
He flashes his childhood friend a charming smile. ] So, what do you say? Will you let me steal you away?
[ In a true, theatrically-proper manner, Sylvain takes Dimitri's hand and kisses the back of it. But then he laughs and, as promised, promptly steals him away.
The restaurant they end up at is hardly glamorous - Sylvain's only been here a handful of times, and never on purpose - but the food's tasty (they've got a cheesy stew that's to die for), and he's sure Dimitri will appreciate going somewhere that doesn't scream Hi I'm Wealthy at the top of its lungs. And it's busy enough that they, the literal King of Faerghus and Margrave Gautier, don't draw too much attention as they're brought to one of the few remaining open tables.
Over the slow, dinnertime music played by a troupe of performers, Sylvain asks, loud enough for Dimitri to hear him across the table. ] So? Pretty good choice, am I right?
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[ If Dimitri thinks he still has some ulterior motive, though, he wouldn't be wrong. What he told Felix earlier is this: he can't keep denying his feelings. Dimitri, king of all Fodlan, would be quite a catch for any woman or man. And as king of a still fracture nation, he'll need to find a partner - and fast. If he doesn't act soon, well... someone will snatch Dimitri up.
Maybe even Sylvain himself.
(truthfully, he has no romantic interest in dimitri. the guy's incredibly handsome, sure, but he prefers them softer. but felix doesn't need to know that.)
He flashes his childhood friend a charming smile. ] So, what do you say? Will you let me steal you away?
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But something about being "stolen away" sells him further.] Steal me away then. I'll allow it.
[He offers Sylvain a smile in contrast to his very princely agreement.]
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The restaurant they end up at is hardly glamorous - Sylvain's only been here a handful of times, and never on purpose - but the food's tasty (they've got a cheesy stew that's to die for), and he's sure Dimitri will appreciate going somewhere that doesn't scream Hi I'm Wealthy at the top of its lungs. And it's busy enough that they, the literal King of Faerghus and Margrave Gautier, don't draw too much attention as they're brought to one of the few remaining open tables.
Over the slow, dinnertime music played by a troupe of performers, Sylvain asks, loud enough for Dimitri to hear him across the table. ] So? Pretty good choice, am I right?