“I told you to not bring me any more food,” Dimitri says, scowling as he eyes the plate you’re holding. “I hunger for Edelgard’s head on a spike. Nothing more.”

Despite how cold he sounds, you’re the only one he even lets get this close without chasing you off. The only one he responds to with words instead of a blank stare. When you were both in the Officers Academy, you’d been something more than friends. Maybe that’s why the weak part of him yearns to keep you close.