It is surreal, standing across from Dimitri almost exactly as he remembered him from their time at the Officer's Academy. It must be strange for Dimitri as well-- he doesn't look nearly as bad as the boy Claude remembers from right before Edelgard's attack on the monastery. So, he must not have experienced that yet.

Well, Claude has no intentions on letting him know about it. Nothing good would come of it, certainly not for Dimitri, and there was no need to get into it here anyway. Sharp green eyes catch on the clenching of his jaw as Dimitri makes his request.

The younger version of himself would have been more inclined to keep teasing, probably. Claude only smiles and acquiesces with a nod. "From what I've seen of these guys, I doubt they'd put much stock into it. But I understand." He sighs, overexaggerated. "Now I don't have anything fun to call you by."