[The grip on her arm is a pleasant thing, as is the warm weight of Dorothea's presence and proximity. Remaining silent for a few moments as they walk away, not wanting to draw undo attention to the pair of them, Edelgard marches her towards less crowded sections of the market.]

...As if I'd ever leave you to even mild distress if I could help it, Dorothea.

[She tilts her head to the side, finally studying the lines of her commander's face. The cheerful tone and use of the Black Eagle Strike Force is enough to tell her that this isn't a Felix situation, and for that she thanks the whole universe.]

It is good to see you. Have you had any other difficulties that I need to address, thus far?