[Byleth refocused on the objective: Claude's massage.
The tension had only abated fractionally, so Byleth decided to proceed with a gentler touch. He rested his hands on his shoulders and pressed his fingers on either side of Claude's spine, moving them in tight circles to try and relax the knot of tension he found there.
Thankfully, some sliver of tact that he had absorbed in his time here nudged him that doing this in stoic silence would do little to ease Claude, so after a moment, Byleth decided to ask something he'd wondered about for a long while.]
...what's it like? Having a heartbeat? [Byleth's tone was one of innocent curiosity.] Is it distracting with how much it moves?
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The tension had only abated fractionally, so Byleth decided to proceed with a gentler touch. He rested his hands on his shoulders and pressed his fingers on either side of Claude's spine, moving them in tight circles to try and relax the knot of tension he found there.
Thankfully, some sliver of tact that he had absorbed in his time here nudged him that doing this in stoic silence would do little to ease Claude, so after a moment, Byleth decided to ask something he'd wondered about for a long while.]
...what's it like? Having a heartbeat? [Byleth's tone was one of innocent curiosity.] Is it distracting with how much it moves?