While they may not be able to undo the damage of certain wounds that Byleth's time on the island saw him carry, they can damn well try. They will. Dimitri and Dedue both are fiercely loyal, dedicated in their love, and would do anything for those that they chose to cherish.

So, it is real life. It's Byleth's best life. Dimitri and Dedue's, too, he's sure even though he doesn't want to speak for his vassal too much. He imagines that - like many things - they are on the same wavelength with this.

There's an amused huff against Byleth's skin at the indecision. It is something to not be lightly considered, truly. And while Byleth has his own fantasies already lined up, well- There will be time enough for all that now, won't there? "You heard the man, Dedue," he offers, glancing up with his good eye carrying a twinkle of mischief in it.