He perks up at the mention of Dedue, standing a bit straighter and the worry on his face lessening. Dedue was here, his dearest of friends but also most importantly he was someone who he knew feelings would always be the same with. He knew he loved Dedue and that the man adored him in return, what level of adoration might be what was different but that could be worked on.

"You're right, we share no memories together. You never taught me or anyone else and because of that I'm not the same. I'm my own person, I'm not yours." It hurt to say but it almost seemed like Byleth wasn't understanding his pain. He wasn't just another copy of the man Byleth loved and he wanted to be treated like such. They were strangers, even with the yearning he felt to hold him.

Byleth's words were truly and deeply confusing for him. The man before him was so different than the one he remembered. The Ashen Demon had said a total of ten words to him in the months they were together and here was Byleth speaking to him, emoting. It truly was unfair that he had been given a shell of this man. How would his life have been different with Byleth beside him? Would they have fallen in love, would they be an unstoppable force? There were many things Dimitri could picture accomplishing with this man by his side but his other half already held Byleth's heart.

"Is there anywhere else we can go? I don't wish to leave yet..."