[Byleth tilted his head at Dimitri's fond expression - a strange reaction to being lectured, wasn't it? - but didn't remark on it. He ran through his words instead, finding himself pondering on the dilemma Dimitri offered. It was difficult indeed to rest when your mind refused to sleep, something Byleth knew all too well. Since coming to Kenos, an easy rest had forever eluded him, leaving him to exist solely off erratic catnaps of varying lengths.

It meant the days were easy to lose track of sometimes.]

I see. I wish there was a way to put you at ease during the night. I understand how difficult it can be, to rest when sleep eludes you.