[ Did he catch perhaps a twitch of lips before that pointed glance elsewhere? Perhaps. Yuri doesn't comment upon it either way, by now well accustomed to reading Byleth's often subtle changes in expression and body language. He's become something of a connoisseur of such minute indications of mood or condition simply by exposure.
Perhaps D is like him? They even both favor predominately black apparel.
Yuri doesn't have much time to dwell on this, effectively diverted by D ordering the bakery's entire ready stock. He does little more than stare owlishly for a beat, long enough that he hastens to smooth his shock away. ]
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Perhaps D is like him? They even both favor predominately black apparel.
Yuri doesn't have much time to dwell on this, effectively diverted by D ordering the bakery's entire ready stock. He does little more than stare owlishly for a beat, long enough that he hastens to smooth his shock away. ]
You must have one hell of a sweet tooth.
[ Or perhaps people of his own to feed. ]