[ Felix is definitely already sweating like he's in a sauna, but he refuses to let the heat take him down. In a fight against this hot and stuffy environment, he's projected he will win.

(He will not, Felix will get himself at least [1] sunburn by the end of this.) ]

Peace? More like the a moment where we will foolishly allow our guards to be lowered before some form of inanity is on us sooner rather than later.

[ This is why Felix is still carrying his sword around. Anyway, he will turn from Yuri's also fitting attire over to Dimitri in his...current attire, including the straw hat. ]

You look and sound utterly ridiculous, boar.

It could always be worse than this, seeing as we're supposedly in literal hell of all places.