[ He laughs against Sylvain’s stolen kiss, and again at that assertion, shaking his head lightly. ]

I believe you have a lot to say about it. It just…gods that hasn’t been part of my decision making since the war started. I don’t really remember what it feels like.

[ His gaze softens, brushing Sylvain’s hair back and drinking in the way the redhead looks at him. ]

You saw how little I even remembered how to want things when we arrived. Those last two years were especially hard, but — I hadn’t been a full person for a long time before that. Duty was everything.