[Sylvain's philandering is just, like, a fact of life at this point, and yet? And yet. Thinking about Sylvain running from bed to bed in this world is particularly grating, because seriously, Sylvain, there are other things to focus on! More important things! Would it kill him to take things seriously for once...
...Except that isn't entirely fair, which is why Felix merely frowns up at the sky as he considers how, exactly, Dimitri would react to Sylvain's absence. He's probably off fighting his own fight(s)? With Mercedes and Ashe alongside him, hopefully, but when it comes to Sylvain—well. It's been Felix, Sylvain, and Ingrid for quite some time now. They're supposed to look out for one another, aren't they? They're used to this arrangement, thanks to the five years they spent fighting for Faerghus' future, but with Ingrid missing and the two remaining friends in opposite factions—
Ah. You know what? He's not going to think about that. He's too tired, thanks, so accept this oh-so quiet snort of disdain.]
He'll think coming alone was a stupid thing for you to do. [Maybe. If he has any sense left, that is, but.] For once, I don't disagree.
[And you know it's serious if he, like, openly admits that he'll agree with Dimitri on something. Wild! Take this to heart—especially once Felix bumps his arm back against Sylvain's before adding:]
Stay together.
[A touch quieter than anything he's said before? A touch more... open.]
The real question here should be whether it'll be worse if or when they find out that getting too close to the city itself is Literally a death sentence, but at least Sylvain isn't reckless enough to not keep that particular warning in mind. Alone or not, the fact remains that coming out this far at all was a pretty risky move... Still not one he regrets, necessarily, but the more time passes and the clearer his mind gets (as clear as it can be after an exhaustive night like that), the more he finds himself appreciating the peace they've been afforded now. He'll live to make stupider decisions another day...!
But he does take Felix's words to heart. Of course he does--even if there is the faintest glint of humor in his eye as he bites back the, "See, you two are just alike," that he's certain would turn that bump into more of a jab. He's a master at putting his foot in his mouth, but listen?? It's not worth it, right now.
"You're one to talk," he teases, but rather than accusatory, he sounds almost... fond, if perhaps a bit weary, as if he's already resigned himself to the fact that Felix will be Felix, just as Felix has that Sylvain will be Sylvain. Plus, it's not like he's going to hold the whole 'different factions' thing against him--not when he's still confident he'd be with the rest of them in a heartbeat, if it were only that easy. "You came out alone, too."
Mr. LONE WOLF over here...
"Then again, you always were the one who tagged along whenever I did something especially stupid... You'd think we would've learned by now." He can't imagine dragging Dimitri into half of the shit he's done, and he's sure Ashe or Mercedes would be strongly opposed to, like, 98% of his ideas. Felix might be opposed, too, but he's at least willing to see them through most of the time. "But, I can't say I have any other plans to split off from the others, for the time being... You should stick with Marianne, too."
She's reliable!! And sweet!! And if he can't be there, then he'd at least like to know Felix has someone he can rely on, too...
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...Except that isn't entirely fair, which is why Felix merely frowns up at the sky as he considers how, exactly, Dimitri would react to Sylvain's absence. He's probably off fighting his own fight(s)? With Mercedes and Ashe alongside him, hopefully, but when it comes to Sylvain—well. It's been Felix, Sylvain, and Ingrid for quite some time now. They're supposed to look out for one another, aren't they? They're used to this arrangement, thanks to the five years they spent fighting for Faerghus' future, but with Ingrid missing and the two remaining friends in opposite factions—
Ah. You know what? He's not going to think about that. He's too tired, thanks, so accept this oh-so quiet snort of disdain.]
He'll think coming alone was a stupid thing for you to do. [Maybe. If he has any sense left, that is, but.] For once, I don't disagree.
[And you know it's serious if he, like, openly admits that he'll agree with Dimitri on something. Wild! Take this to heart—especially once Felix bumps his arm back against Sylvain's before adding:]
Stay together.
[A touch quieter than anything he's said before? A touch more... open.]
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But he does take Felix's words to heart. Of course he does--even if there is the faintest glint of humor in his eye as he bites back the, "See, you two are just alike," that he's certain would turn that bump into more of a jab. He's a master at putting his foot in his mouth, but listen?? It's not worth it, right now.
"You're one to talk," he teases, but rather than accusatory, he sounds almost... fond, if perhaps a bit weary, as if he's already resigned himself to the fact that Felix will be Felix, just as Felix has that Sylvain will be Sylvain. Plus, it's not like he's going to hold the whole 'different factions' thing against him--not when he's still confident he'd be with the rest of them in a heartbeat, if it were only that easy. "You came out alone, too."
Mr. LONE WOLF over here...
"Then again, you always were the one who tagged along whenever I did something especially stupid... You'd think we would've learned by now." He can't imagine dragging Dimitri into half of the shit he's done, and he's sure Ashe or Mercedes would be strongly opposed to, like, 98% of his ideas. Felix might be opposed, too, but he's at least willing to see them through most of the time. "But, I can't say I have any other plans to split off from the others, for the time being... You should stick with Marianne, too."
She's reliable!! And sweet!! And if he can't be there, then he'd at least like to know Felix has someone he can rely on, too...