At some other time and place, maybe he would have agreed to go with Edelgard. He doesn't know about any alternate self that might have. He can't imagine going against Dimitri at this point, but maybe at some point it had been possible. Dimitri will just have to live with the fact that he's stuck with Felix and Felix will even go so far as to defend Dimitri's honor.
Either he's unaware of Dimitri's gaze on him, or he's pretending he doesn't notice how intense it is. The tips of his ears color slightly but that's the only betrayal of his thoughts. He manages to keep his cheeks a regular human color. He lifts his hands up in a shrug. ]
Suppose so.
[ There really is very little they can do about it at this point, but try and coexist without too much stress or violence. Sure, that's fine.
As he's asked about how this place has treated him, his cheeks do color. It's definitely not something he wants to discuss. Not with anyone. Even telling Sylvain about it is a giant pain in Felix's neck. He opens his mouth to tell Dimitri to stop asking about it, but no sound comes out as the man's hand lands on his shoulder. ]
Hmph. [ He blows hot air out his nose. ] You don't have to say something like that. Obviously it's the same for me.
[ He's already pledged his life to Dimitri. Maybe he'll die with Sylvain but he'll die for his king, and friend. But he sighs, meeting that gaze and feeling how serious Dimitri actually is about it. Maybe he can tone the tsun down a little bit. ]
[ That makes his gaze grow a little gentler, and he turns so that he can fully face Felix. Honestly, it's a bit hard to not... Felix has become an astoundingly strapping young warrior, which is a far cry from how cute and squishy he used to be as a child. Always following Sylvain around and crying when he couldn't get his attention...
The thought makes him smile just a bit, and he lifts his gaze to him, meeting Felix's squarely. ]
Then... answer me this, Felix. You aren't.. unhappy here, are you?
[ Because if there is anything making him uncomfortable or unhappy, he'd like to hear it. He doesn't want to cast a blind eye to his ... future? Or present Duke... any more than he doesn't want to look away from his Margrave.
He's not sure how well Felix will be taking to the position, or Sylvain for that matter— but as his most trusted and loyal friends... he cannot be ignorant or trapped in his own head anymore. ]
[ One mention of how squishy he used to be and this sentimental outing is over and done with forever, Dimitri.
That aside, Felix does take a moment to ponder the question, a very light frown stitching into his brow. Is he unhappy? He's not thrilled honestly, but it's not like he's dying either. Even with the awful moon cycles, he's pretty well taken care of. By Sylvain or by strangers who won't ask questions or tease him. ]
I'd rather be home.
[ They have a lot of work to do, after all. He was never really prepared to be Duke Fraldarius, but he'll take the role seriously now that he has it. Or will have it. ]
Do you think I couldn't handle it if someone was "unkind"? I'm fine.
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At some other time and place, maybe he would have agreed to go with Edelgard. He doesn't know about any alternate self that might have. He can't imagine going against Dimitri at this point, but maybe at some point it had been possible. Dimitri will just have to live with the fact that he's stuck with Felix and Felix will even go so far as to defend Dimitri's honor.
Either he's unaware of Dimitri's gaze on him, or he's pretending he doesn't notice how intense it is. The tips of his ears color slightly but that's the only betrayal of his thoughts. He manages to keep his cheeks a regular human color. He lifts his hands up in a shrug. ]
Suppose so.
[ There really is very little they can do about it at this point, but try and coexist without too much stress or violence. Sure, that's fine.
As he's asked about how this place has treated him, his cheeks do color. It's definitely not something he wants to discuss. Not with anyone. Even telling Sylvain about it is a giant pain in Felix's neck. He opens his mouth to tell Dimitri to stop asking about it, but no sound comes out as the man's hand lands on his shoulder. ]
Hmph. [ He blows hot air out his nose. ] You don't have to say something like that. Obviously it's the same for me.
[ He's already pledged his life to Dimitri. Maybe he'll die with Sylvain but he'll die for his king, and friend. But he sighs, meeting that gaze and feeling how serious Dimitri actually is about it. Maybe he can tone the tsun down a little bit. ]
Fine. But you asked for this.
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The thought makes him smile just a bit, and he lifts his gaze to him, meeting Felix's squarely. ]
Then... answer me this, Felix. You aren't.. unhappy here, are you?
[ Because if there is anything making him uncomfortable or unhappy, he'd like to hear it. He doesn't want to cast a blind eye to his ... future? Or present Duke... any more than he doesn't want to look away from his Margrave.
He's not sure how well Felix will be taking to the position, or Sylvain for that matter— but as his most trusted and loyal friends... he cannot be ignorant or trapped in his own head anymore. ]
Has anyone been unkind to you?
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That aside, Felix does take a moment to ponder the question, a very light frown stitching into his brow. Is he unhappy? He's not thrilled honestly, but it's not like he's dying either. Even with the awful moon cycles, he's pretty well taken care of. By Sylvain or by strangers who won't ask questions or tease him. ]
I'd rather be home.
[ They have a lot of work to do, after all. He was never really prepared to be Duke Fraldarius, but he'll take the role seriously now that he has it. Or will have it. ]
Do you think I couldn't handle it if someone was "unkind"? I'm fine.