"Anything." Felix frowns, knowing that's not really an answer but not having much of anything else to offer. "I don't know, just--never mind. Forget it."

Wait--

"--fuck, no, I didn't mean that. It's not you, you're...ugh. I just...need to make things better instead of worse. I don't know how. Not with this kind of thing."

For a few short weeks, Felix could wake up every morning and see something that's been rare for most of their lives: a genuinely happy smile from Sylvain. If those few weeks were it, if that time is over, Felix doesn't want it to be because he's taking his own unhappiness out on Sylvain. The way he's always done, to everyone.

"I'd rather say nothing than drag him down further."