[Staying put had its merits just like stomping around had its own - considering the latter had brought them together, and regardless of any prior missteps, they were safer together than apart.
But he knows better than to argue with Felix.
He's too tired to argue with Felix, anyway, right now.]
Yeah, I've noticed...
[So that's evidence enough that Sylvain hasn't been here long, either... And this is absolutely not a mess Ingrid can just show up and drag them out of, unfortunately.
But with the lowered light, that odd glint in Felix's eyes is much, much easier to notice. It's not a simple reflection of the last remaining glow from the Lance, and from how easily Felix moves through the brush it almost seems like he can see in the dark. But that's... ridiculous, right?
Maybe not, if this is a dream.
Whatever the case, Sylvain can barely see, but is able to at least pick out the same path Felix takes until they get to his little shelter and what might pass as safety.]
No. I'm fine. Are you?
[And there's Felix's snappish fussing. It's... honestly pretty nice to hear - enough so that he won't call him out on it this time. No sense in making him more upset about his emotions, after all.]
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[Staying put had its merits just like stomping around had its own - considering the latter had brought them together, and regardless of any prior missteps, they were safer together than apart.
But he knows better than to argue with Felix.
He's too tired to argue with Felix, anyway, right now.]
Yeah, I've noticed...
[So that's evidence enough that Sylvain hasn't been here long, either... And this is absolutely not a mess Ingrid can just show up and drag them out of, unfortunately.
But with the lowered light, that odd glint in Felix's eyes is much, much easier to notice. It's not a simple reflection of the last remaining glow from the Lance, and from how easily Felix moves through the brush it almost seems like he can see in the dark. But that's... ridiculous, right?
Maybe not, if this is a dream.
Whatever the case, Sylvain can barely see, but is able to at least pick out the same path Felix takes until they get to his little shelter and what might pass as safety.]
No. I'm fine. Are you?
[And there's Felix's snappish fussing. It's... honestly pretty nice to hear - enough so that he won't call him out on it this time. No sense in making him more upset about his emotions, after all.]