#giltstag

[cursedcrest-a]

“ i put my faith in your promise, that you'd be here soon. ”

@giltstag​  💙’d  -  🎶

[iuncta]

You know, your homeroom smells like updog. :|a

Whether he knows this joke or not was not immediately obvious, Dimitri somehow walking the impossible line of fair intelligence and genuine naivety. That he had grown up around the likes of Sylvain– one near as troublesome as Claude (near; Dimitri does not think he would resign Claude to that particular box for that would be unkind)– might have been hint enough, but Dimitri was a chronically earnest sort and never had a lie passed those pale lips willfully. 

“Truly?” Azure searches for emerald, creasing at edges as regard was paid to room. “Perhaps I shall see if Ashe would like to bring some flowers to remedy that. Is it terribly offensive?” Was omission a lie though? Ah, now that was a riddle for the so called Master Tactician to unravel at his leisure!