He closes his eyes and let's Byleth touch him again. Again the touch is like a spark between them, even though he can only feel the cloth mostly, the light touches of skin to skin make him want to give in.

"I would appreciate that. I wouldn't know which herbs to use to make my own, not without assistance." He opens his eyes to look into Byleth's own mint ones, placing his hand on top of Byleth's to keep it on him.

"I will find my own place in this world. What I want to know is how we came to be. Why am I drawn to you? How can you love me here but ignored me in my own time? What actions did I do that made you love me in one world but ignore me in my own?" While these were similar questions that he asked before this time he was asking them with a clear head. He was calmer and truly just wanted something to make sense of all this.