... Can't help but stare, huh? It's okay. You're not the first. Won't be the last.

[ Rubs over the harsh mark on his upper cheek, shrugging a bit. He's definitely going to have a nice black eye in the morning. ] Ah, well... Routine hazards and all. It's rough out here. You know what I mean?

All due respect your highness, but don't stare too long. You'll end up going cross-eyed. Don't say I didn't warn you.

[ Sylvain places his hands square on his hips, defiant. ] You wouldn’t know the first thing about me, so you can’t say if she’s right or wrong. Besides, like I said — Routine hazard. Nothing worth fussing about. You’ll experience it someday, I’m sure.

[ Sylvain remembers him — he’s just feeling a bit dejected over the slap, not to mention slightly mortified that one of his many blunders had buried itself in Yuri’s memories. ] Ha, that was nothing. Can’t win them all, try as I might… but you know, in the end, it’s their loss!

Oh, hey! Hilda! What can an upstanding guy — me, of course — do for someone as pretty as you? … Unless you just wanted to see my face. That’s understandable too.