[Is Claude... blushing? Dimitri can't imagine what might have caused that, not with the way Claude so effectively projects an air of mischief and casual conviviality. But now that he's thinking of it, isn't Sylvain the same way? He never seems to know what to do when presented with genuine affection, friendly or otherwise. How curious. It almost makes Dimitri want to tease him, just a little.

He won't, of course. That would be ungentlemanly, and that still matters to him even as he stands here after literally showering in the rain and catching fish with a pointed stick.

The sudden dumping of water over his head startles a small laugh from Dimitri.]

Oh! Is that what you were doing there? Very clever. ...still, if you have the same suspicions about the professor, then I suppose it is likely that is the case...

[It's eerie to think about, and Dimitri is one of the ones who was "chosen" by the professor. Shaking his head, he lifts his bucket.]

I shall drop this off in the dining hall. There's a fire in the knight's hall, I suggest you go and warm up. I will be heading that way myself shortly.