[ It's not Dearka's fault if people are just completely and utterly wrong about him. Let Yzak catch wind of one person whispering something and he'll rip them a new one. Something he's certainly done back home once or twice regarding Dearka's reenlistment into ZAFT and assignment to his team. ]

Sure. But reputation be damned, nothing would ever make me question if asking you to stay with me was the right call or not.

[ Yzak tips his chin up. Never mind about that bruised ego from a moment ago. It's back already and stronger than ever. ] And my opinion there is all that truly matters! I don't make decisions like that easily!

[ He says that, and becomes that much more aware of how warm Dearka's hand feels, his own fingers curling to squeeze it back now. He looks down at their hand, and tries not to let the tone of his voice drop off as it does when he starts to have feelings, but ... he's not very good at it. ]

So I know I didn't make the wrong one, with you.

[ He clearly isn't only talking about the adjutant thing. ]