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[perfectteatime]

[ Hey it's the Mint Professor and his dead-eyed companion Espurr. He's sitting outside in the sunshine, a few of his pokemon can be seen frolicking behind him. ]

Hello. Byleth here.

I have just returned from the optimist.

Sorry. The optimus. Opti-

[ Frown. ]

Op. Tom. E. Trist?

[ SIGH. ]

The eye doctor.

Anyways, they suggested that as apparently my eyesight is actually, as they put it "astonishingly bad", that I try the glasses they prescribed for me outside for the first time and document my experience. So here I am. But they did allow me to choose my favorite color.

[ He presents the glasses to the screen, they're rectangular blue frame is very simple, and very boring. Just like him. He gently puts them on and looks around. It takes him a couple moments before he actually startles, a hand going to the frames as he takes them off, and puts them back on again a few times. ]

WHAT THE-

[ Anyone watching will get to see him go and touch some grass, and then run over to look at a few trees, and then his own pokemon before he returns to look at his Espurr. ]

Oh Breakfast. We're really in it now.

Comments

[perfectteatime]

A shock is right. It's just so easy now- and my head hurts a bit less too.

[ No he's staring directly at you, Grant. ]

What?

[woofdad]

Man, that's right, that must've come with a lot of eye strain, too - you said a bit, though, does it still hurt?

[Hhhuh. Yep, that is... pretty direct. Grant frowns slightly, pink tinging his cheeks as he rubs at his jaw.] Speaking of, uh... seeing, is there something on my face? Other than the beard, I mean.

[Byleth... probably isn't staring at that exposed fang, right?]

[perfectteatime]

Not right now, but the pain would come and go. I got so used to it I barely noticed until it was gone.

[ This man? No shame. ]

No. You're just very ruggedly handsome. I like your nose.

[woofdad]

Boy, yeah - just background noise, right? Glad the glasses have helped out with it, all the same.




[H

huh

Really, though, sorry if it takes him a moment to respond, Byleth, he's just... got to be sure he heard that right - and once he's sure he did, that faint pink tint to his face flushes a few shades deeper.]

Oh! O-oh. Uh-- thank you, I-- th-thanks.

[It's not like he even just... you know, said something nice, he had to go and get specific. Jesus. Okay, Grant can't just keep repeating himself here.] You-- you look good, too.

[perfectteatime]

Ah, sorry. Is that an odd thing to say?

[ He had wanted to pay him a compliment not murder him in cold blood. Reaching forward to touch the side of his arm. ]

I can see why Dimitri likes you so much. Outside of your kind, gentle demeanor of course.

Thank you! I hope they don't make me look too silly.

[woofdad]

No-- no, just, uh, not something I'm used to hearing. [He laughs nervously - and narrowly prevents himself from cutting it off too abruptly when Byleth touches his arm. Just, y'know, act normal and natural!!] But, uh, th-thank you. [Again.]

Oh, no, they don't - I-I think they suit you, honestly.

[perfectteatime]

Oh? You should be told more often then. [ Translation: I will make a point to tell you more often. ]

Well thank you, I guess it certainly does lend to the whole "professor" thing, doesn't it?

[woofdad]

[Oh god oh no he can guess what that means] I-I'm glad you think so. [That felt like a weird response but he doesn't know anymore.]

It does! It's a pretty good look. [It offsets how very young Byleth looks for a professor, at least for Grant, but he's... not saying that, it seems rude.]

[perfectteatime]

It is only a matter of fact! [ It is a weird response but Byleth takes it in stride. He'd rather Grant not be made to feel awkward around him. Even if he kind of... projects awkwardness himself. ]

Thank you. I guess you could say I can look pretty good now, too.

[ Is... yes that's definitely a pun, but he delivers it completely straight. His expression doesn't change, but he does pause for effect... and then wink. ]