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[ Opening the door, Byleth stops dead. The tray of tea in his hand dipping just a bit before he rights it as to not simply dump the contents to the floor. ]

Th...

[ Naked. ]

Did- did you walk over like that?

[ Naked???????????? In the snow??????? NAKED?????? Byleth is a bit of an odd duck himself but this is a whole new level. He throws the door wide, remembering himself and gesturing her inside. Scampering to set the tea down and fetch a blanket or three. ]

Goodness. Come in, come in. Hurry, you'll catch your death out there. By the fire. Sit, sit.

[ There, he bundles her up in the blankets and stokes the flames in the fireplace. Hurriedly pouring her a cup of hot tea. ]

Here, careful- it's hot. Drink it slowly, mind you not to burn your tongue on it. Why in good graces were you trekking out there in nothing but a hat, pray tell?

Part of the way, yes. I was under the impression you should not wear clothing for these kinds of arrangements.

[Mostly, she's a bit puzzled as to his fussing, but lets him usher her in. It does slowly occur to her as he bundles her up and shoves tea into her hands. It smells a bit like... plants? Grass wasn't very nice to chew on she'd recently discovered, but it smells nicer than grass, so maybe it's not bad.

But she won't lie, the heat of the cup is pleasant in her hands.]

I am not mortal. Cold doesn't touch me the way it would man. I'd intended to be efficient.

Well yes but... usually getting undressed is part of the act.

Either way... get comfortable and let's talk first before we jump into things.

[ He sits down near her, his own cup held in hand. ]

Why don't you tell me what you know about this, and what kind of expectations you have.

That does not seem particularly efficient, but you would know better than me.

[She sniffs the tea, taking in that scent she'd observed earlier. Nothing smells like this in the void. Nothing fresh, just a hint of sweetness to it. Not overwhelming like cotton candy she'd had with Tifa. This was different.

She has a drink. It tastes similarly to how it smells, but it's hard for her to articulate any of that. It's warm, and not unpleasant.]

A man's genitals penetrates a woman's. That being said, I hold no expectations other than we finish our exchange, mutually beneficial as it is.

Ah... perhaps I ought to just show you, but it's not all about just... getting the act done. I mean it can be, but it's more enjoyable to- well. To enjoy it. Take your time, learn about your partner, feel good.

[ Oh goodness, perhaps he might be out of his depth here, but he's going to do his best. ]

For now, just enjoy the tea, and have as many snacks as you want. Once you're satisfied I can give you... mmm. A demonstration.

Enjoy. ...Perhaps, even, to savor?

[Nidhana said something to that effect when Zero had initially just drawn aether from the apple. Enjoy. Savor. That there was perhaps something flawed in how Zero approached these things as transactional in nature. But then, to her, those that basked in their eating were truly monstrous, and she had no taste for their ways.

This is different, though. This is... shared enjoyment.]

I will have the snacks if you are offering.

Yes. To savor.

[ He slides the plate of snacks over with a soft smile. ]

Have as many as you like.

This is all about savoring things. Flavors, and feelings. The act of intimacy is like savoring another person, in a way. How they make you feel.

[She takes a bite from one of the cookies. It's sweet, somewhere between the apple and the cotton candy she had. It's crisp and crumbles in her mouth as she chews. It's interesting.]

Over time... these things became less important. Faded. Eventually, only survival mattered.

To savor... is something I am still learning.

I will try.

That must have been so hard... I can only imagine.

I will be happy to give you plenty of things to savor, if you like. I'm sure it will take some practice, but I hope you can learn to enjoy things again.

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