[ Felix doesn't exactly (he doesn't at all) object when Dimitri states that he is a man more well-suited to actions. ]

Stop bringing my old man into this—he's not even here, and here you are, acting like it is such a good thing to be in his good graces.

[ His fingers clench into fists, before deciding instead to place one on his hips, and another on his face. Despite what he has said, all he can do is focus on when Dimitri has said for you. He starts to think back to what the prince said when they first met up here, and he still can't turn around. Not yet. ]

Seriously, what's wrong with you? Saying stupid things like that.