[For quite a while, Felix doesn't let up his glare, taking the time to process Dimitri's words, as well as his own feelings on the matter.
Then he exhales, and along with it goes the fight in him. It's not fair of him to take out his frustration with his own Dimitri on this particular one, even if they are likely to act the same in this specific regard.]
Never mind. She doesn't know you're that boy who gave her the dagger. But...
[He casts his gaze towards the window, somewhat thoughtful.]
...Dagger Girl had a few words she wished for me to pass on to that boy.
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Then he exhales, and along with it goes the fight in him. It's not fair of him to take out his frustration with his own Dimitri on this particular one, even if they are likely to act the same in this specific regard.]
Never mind. She doesn't know you're that boy who gave her the dagger. But...
[He casts his gaze towards the window, somewhat thoughtful.]
...Dagger Girl had a few words she wished for me to pass on to that boy.