It is. I prefer the taste, and it keeps me awake more than tea.
[Sneaky Dimitri. But he does step forward a bit, to lead him.]
I know a place. It's somewhere Ferdinand and I often go.
[It still feels odd, to talk about going out to a cafe with his friend, to be telling this to someone he considered an enemy before... like he's a normal person with a normal life, even though he's always been so far from that it feels foreign to him. Like he's playacting at best.
But if playacting is what is being asked of him, he'll do it.]
[ If he keeps going then Dimitri will have to retaliate by means of awful puns and that's just going to be a blooddyd path no one is ready to walk.
He can, however, trail behind Hubert, easily falling into pace as they redirect their trek -- and people's attention -- to this other shop he's being taken to. In all honesty, it does all feel odd to him; the company alone is unusual, the idea of hot drinks in an even hotter day possibly ill-advised, and a whole afternoon dedicated to his leisure enjoyment, away from any sort of work, is... about aas foreign to him as Enbarr itself.
(Perhaps he should think of dealing with Hubert as work, troublesome as it can be.) ]
I do wonder what coffee tastes like. [ But wonder is all he can do, so he quickly moves on from that train of thought. ] I prefer tea, myself. Chamomile, as it helps me relax.
[ Different like night and day, it seems. Still, if his personal experience with restless nights is anything to go by, then he does wonder: does Hubert have a preference for coffee because he has trouble staying awake? ]
It is good to see you and Ferdinand are on friendlier terms these days, though. I recall some animosity between the two of you, back in the Academy. [ Okay, and maybe he heard a teensy little bit of a complaint or two from Edelgard. On occasion. ] It reminds me of Felix and Dedue, in several ways.
[ Except, you know, Felix is more angy cat than excitable puppy, and Dedue is... well, perhaps just as fiercely loyal and intimidating, but certainly not as scary as Hubert. ]
Coffee is bitter, but that is precisely why I like it. I've always preferred bitter tastes to sweet ones.
[Does that sound like a metaphor for something? But he really does mean it literally, too.
Hubert may or may not be aware that Dimitri has difficulties with taste, anyway, but he does not comment on it.]
Ferdinand and I simply had different ideas about what the future of Adrestia should look like. Once he accepted Edelgard's leadership, there ceased to be reasons for animosity between us.
[It's so much more complicated than that, but he has no interest in detailing the specifics of his friendship with Ferdinand to Dimitri of all people. Not when the idea of even having friends is so new to Hubert - it's a vulnerability, and one he will not disclose without cause.
Perhaps simply getting close to someone is a sufficient cause, but he sees no need for that, right now.]
I do not mind being compared to Dedue, though. He's the only one of your retainers with any sort of sense. [Unless he's being compared to Felix, in which case Dimitri can fuck right off.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
It is. I prefer the taste, and it keeps me awake more than tea.
[Sneaky Dimitri. But he does step forward a bit, to lead him.]
I know a place. It's somewhere Ferdinand and I often go.
[It still feels odd, to talk about going out to a cafe with his friend, to be telling this to someone he considered an enemy before... like he's a normal person with a normal life, even though he's always been so far from that it feels foreign to him. Like he's playacting at best.
But if playacting is what is being asked of him, he'll do it.]
Follow me.
no subject
He can, however, trail behind Hubert, easily falling into pace as they redirect their trek -- and people's attention -- to this other shop he's being taken to. In all honesty, it does all feel odd to him; the company alone is unusual, the idea of hot drinks in an even hotter day possibly ill-advised, and a whole afternoon dedicated to his leisure enjoyment, away from any sort of work, is... about aas foreign to him as Enbarr itself.
(Perhaps he should think of dealing with Hubert as work, troublesome as it can be.) ]
I do wonder what coffee tastes like. [ But wonder is all he can do, so he quickly moves on from that train of thought. ] I prefer tea, myself. Chamomile, as it helps me relax.
[ Different like night and day, it seems. Still, if his personal experience with restless nights is anything to go by, then he does wonder: does Hubert have a preference for coffee because he has trouble staying awake? ]
It is good to see you and Ferdinand are on friendlier terms these days, though. I recall some animosity between the two of you, back in the Academy. [ Okay, and maybe he heard a teensy little bit of a complaint or two from Edelgard. On occasion. ] It reminds me of Felix and Dedue, in several ways.
[ Except, you know, Felix is more angy cat than excitable puppy, and Dedue is... well, perhaps just as fiercely loyal and intimidating, but certainly not as scary as Hubert. ]
no subject
[Does that sound like a metaphor for something? But he really does mean it literally, too.
Hubert may or may not be aware that Dimitri has difficulties with taste, anyway, but he does not comment on it.]
Ferdinand and I simply had different ideas about what the future of Adrestia should look like. Once he accepted Edelgard's leadership, there ceased to be reasons for animosity between us.
[It's so much more complicated than that, but he has no interest in detailing the specifics of his friendship with Ferdinand to Dimitri of all people. Not when the idea of even having friends is so new to Hubert - it's a vulnerability, and one he will not disclose without cause.
Perhaps simply getting close to someone is a sufficient cause, but he sees no need for that, right now.]
I do not mind being compared to Dedue, though. He's the only one of your retainers with any sort of sense. [Unless he's being compared to Felix, in which case Dimitri can fuck right off.]