Dimitri can smell the cookies before he sees an Elidibus. For a few seconds, he reminisces to Amani's beginnings and how the house used to be full of delightful scents thanks to Dedue's presence. For as much as he misses the man, he's more than happy to allow for others to fill the spaces of his heart that they can.

"It's anything but," Dimitri reassures, ushering him inside, and taking the plate from him with a winning smile of his own along with a swift smooch to the top of his head. "As I've told Byleth before, things like these - made rather than generated - hold so much more meaning." They show the time, care, and effort one put into something rather than it just being delivered ready-made.

Call him old-fashioned, but that speaks a lot to how much Elidibus had likely wanted to show his appreciation. "And glad I am to hear it, though that just means I need to continue working to keep it."