Ugh. I take back what I said about biting you because for that one I ought to kick you out of bed.

[ That's immediately following the mention of master tactician, that unfortunate nickname being something which always gets Claude to crinkle up his face in disgust. Time and distance from Fodlan are no exception to finding it as distasteful as ever. Even if Sylvain can't see his reaction, it won't be lost in how that's said, at any rate. ]

And what was it you'd told me earlier, that you're not a puzzle? Something about that doesn't seem to match up here.

[ All affectionately - even if he still doesn't buy whatever sidestep Sylvain had given him earlier - and with turning his head enough to press a kiss to the other's forehead. ]