[Well, here they go again!! He has no way of really holding on outside of reaching over to curl his little fingers into the edge of Byleth's clothes (which he does), so he continues to bobble as Byleth shoots them away from the befuddled ants and through the tunnels.
Without lifting his head to look up, he says,]
D.
[It's wild, yes. All of his long, beautiful hair is gone... and so is any sliver of imposing intimidation he may have had when he was older. Now he's left with large, rust eyes on an unobscured face, small and cute pointed ears, and an adorably stoic expression.]
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Without lifting his head to look up, he says,]
D.
[It's wild, yes. All of his long, beautiful hair is gone... and so is any sliver of imposing intimidation he may have had when he was older. Now he's left with large, rust eyes on an unobscured face, small and cute pointed ears, and an adorably stoic expression.]