[That kiss, brief as it is, warms Felix in a manner that Dimitri's usual touch doesn't. It's a small comfort he indulges in as Dimitri takes them both down the road ahead, closing his eyes as he continues to will his stomach and head to settle.
But then signs of their pursuers come, and before Felix could protest, Dimitri hides him and their supplies, moving to take his sword.
Felix opens his mouth to say something, but it feels like bile rather than words are about to come out so he shuts it promptly, instead moving to clasp Dimitri's hand as if to stop him.
But his grip lacks its usual power, and he quickly withdraws to embrace himself, shivering slightly as he purses his lips, unsure of how much longer he could hold on.]
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But then signs of their pursuers come, and before Felix could protest, Dimitri hides him and their supplies, moving to take his sword.
Felix opens his mouth to say something, but it feels like bile rather than words are about to come out so he shuts it promptly, instead moving to clasp Dimitri's hand as if to stop him.
But his grip lacks its usual power, and he quickly withdraws to embrace himself, shivering slightly as he purses his lips, unsure of how much longer he could hold on.]