[ To be absolutely fair, even he doesn't know what to say after making a move like that— only that he wanted to and he doesn't regret doing so.

Because it's Sylvain, and he'd never look away from him.

There's nothing lewd or shameful about what he did— it's not something he'd do easily, knowing how he feels for Byleth. Of course, it's not something he'd openly do with just about anyone either if he didn't have to. Especially back home, where such things are hardly going to get in their way—

When he's sure he'll be able to let Byleth know that he wants to spend his life with him until the very end.

Some part of him feels like regardless of his desire, his affection for Sylvain, for those that have supported and stood by him, will never diminish, and he responds, with his fingers moving under Sylvain's chin to tip his face up and look into his warm coloured eyes— ]

... just that you'll not hold back with whatever you feel you need from me. And... that you will be patient, as I try to understand what is within my- and the Professor's comfort.

[ A sigh rushes past, as he smiles at him. ]

Please don't ever put yourself down again, Sylvain. You've always meant more to me than you realize.

[ He uses the singular— because right now, he wants to reaffirm that between the both of them alone. ]