[ He had a hunch Sylvain felt the same, but his heart and his face are still warm to hear it, even if the reasons for it make his heart ache. ]

It's the same for me. The war, my queen, my responsibilities, the knowledge I have others don't. But -- I was a man with a target on his back. Sometimes I wonder if it doesn't matter I'm here; death was always the most likely outcome. Maybe I'm justifying my actions, though. I've always had a weakness for that, when something matters to me.

[ His hand comes to cover Sylvain's, turning to kiss the palm. ] You've certainly taught me something about being selfish, because I want you here, away from all of that, and I'm loathe to relinquish you, too. You're worth whatever the cost, whatever the price. And I'm grateful I can tell you that.