While perhaps it may be greedy of him... Dimitri still feels something warm and tight twine about his heart, and he presses a kiss along Dedue's strong jaw. "And no one could replace where you lie in my heart either," he tells him. "We love one another for who we are to each other, not for any other reasons so shallow."

The way he loves Dedue, for example, is different from how he loves Felix, or Claude, or Grant. A strange feeling, perhaps, and yet... natural to him.

Dimitri barely has time to settle back into his seat before he jolts up at the news. "Byleth did!" he exclaims, before a small and pleased smile leaps upon his lips. "I always knew the Professor to have excellent taste..."

Someone in the damn world needs to.

Although... That is besides the point, and Dimitri pauses for a moment as he regards his lover. "So... What was your response?"