"Anything touched by your hands would surely be worthy," Dimitri says with a chuckle, head tilted back as he just soaks in the affection. If he is spoiled like this, then he might think himself to be the one whose birthday it is instead.

"I look forward to seeing what the others gift to you." He laughs, just slightly. "I would not be surprised if there were to be a confession! Although perhaps that would be in bad taste..." Ah, although that has him pause, and he glances up at Dedue. "Although, I never asked if you ever held such romantic interests as I do, Dedue..."

Probably something he should check in on, before he makes jokes on such things.