By the time Felix, Inda, and Felicity get back to the inn, Felix has to admit that going out seems to have helped. He's not sure what it is, exactly, but he feels a little more...present. A little more himself, and a little less like all he can do is react.
So he gets ready for bed and curls up next to Sylvain just like earlier, but the deafening silence where his fiance's conversation and bedtime kisses and stupid pet names would be feels like a crushing weight. Sleeping alone with Sylvain here is worse than sleeping completely alone would have been--and, he's ashamed to admit, even that has become more difficult to do. Weak, Felix. But true.
And he thinks about what Felicity said. The others need him. Felix isn't sure about that, but the realization that he let the entire day and evening slip by without seeing any of them prompts him to get up and go down the hall to Claude's room and knock on the door.
In person, the night of Feb. 18
Date: 2021-02-20 07:51 am (UTC)So he gets ready for bed and curls up next to Sylvain just like earlier, but the deafening silence where his fiance's conversation and bedtime kisses and stupid pet names would be feels like a crushing weight. Sleeping alone with Sylvain here is worse than sleeping completely alone would have been--and, he's ashamed to admit, even that has become more difficult to do. Weak, Felix. But true.
And he thinks about what Felicity said. The others need him. Felix isn't sure about that, but the realization that he let the entire day and evening slip by without seeing any of them prompts him to get up and go down the hall to Claude's room and knock on the door.