[Heart-wrenching as it is to see Dimitri like this, Felix holds his ground, firmly holding on as he thinks on a viable course of action while Charles picks up after himself and eyes Dimitri warily while he's at it. Felix spares a glance at the hold, contemplative as he gauges the space within.]
I'll go with you.
[Hopefully that would be good enough for Dimitri, tight as the fit might be.]
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I'll go with you.
[Hopefully that would be good enough for Dimitri, tight as the fit might be.]