[Felix has been ill, and he's surely still sore from the previous night as well. Dimitri knows he should tell Felix to just relax and sit in one of the wagons properly but... he can't. Being closed up in the dark like that, he'd be bracing himself for a sudden burst of light and the lick of a whip or for the tortured screams of his family the entire time. With Felix there, at least he would have a solid reminder he's not having a fever dream in his cell.
Dimitri's steps are stiff as he moves toward the hold, the wood creaking ominously when he grips the edge of it, trying to work up the will to get in. At least seeing his obvious fear softens Charles up a bit, though he definitely won't be stepping within arm's reach of Dimitri again any time soon. After an extremely tense handful of seconds, Dimitri manages to force himself to climb inside.]
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Dimitri's steps are stiff as he moves toward the hold, the wood creaking ominously when he grips the edge of it, trying to work up the will to get in. At least seeing his obvious fear softens Charles up a bit, though he definitely won't be stepping within arm's reach of Dimitri again any time soon. After an extremely tense handful of seconds, Dimitri manages to force himself to climb inside.]