[So caught up is Felix in the imagery of the Dimitri of his time, bleeding out from various wounds that it takes him a while to shift his attention back to the present. To Dimitri's overly concerned gaze, a look that would have once repulsed him.
Now it just makes him feel guilty.]
Hmph.
[Felix folds his arms, crossing his legs and turning his head to the side, chin tilted up.]
no subject
Now it just makes him feel guilty.]
Hmph.
[Felix folds his arms, crossing his legs and turning his head to the side, chin tilted up.]
Then start using your brain more.