Dedue listens sympathetically about the ghosts. They do sound different from the ones that usually plague Dimitri’s mind. Which is both a good sign and a bad one. Good in terms of assessing how far into his own head Dimitri is, but bad in that it would be much more difficult for Dimitri to gage what is and isn’t real than it already is. For his own part, Dedue isn’t really sure he’s ready to see ghosts himself, but it hasn’t been an issue at present.

Dimitri’s admission hits deep. “I cannot imagine...” How long had this Dimitri been alone, split off from the version that Dedue was with every day? Dedue feels... well, feeling guilty is foolish. Dedue can’t be angry at himself for not being in multiple places at once. But he still feels the guilt all the same.
“When did you arrive here?” he asks softly.