[A sigh later has Felix regaining some semblance of calm, though eye contact is still a difficult prospect, one that has him training his eyes on Manuela's back.]
No, you're...
[...the one who is amiss, Felix is about to say, but for some reason, the words would not form on his lips. Literally so.
Felix blinks, a little confused over this phenomenon. It feels like they're lodged in his throat, a sentiment that he physically could not speak out. He's not a stranger to being unable to spit out certain words, but overall, this circumstance feel a little different from the usual thing he feels hesitant about...
Shaking his head, he swallows and decides to change tacks.]
...an idiot, [he says, not at all thinking on it when he goes back to fixing a glare on Dimitri.] What the hell were you thinking?!
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No, you're...
[...the one who is amiss, Felix is about to say, but for some reason, the words would not form on his lips. Literally so.
Felix blinks, a little confused over this phenomenon. It feels like they're lodged in his throat, a sentiment that he physically could not speak out. He's not a stranger to being unable to spit out certain words, but overall, this circumstance feel a little different from the usual thing he feels hesitant about...
Shaking his head, he swallows and decides to change tacks.]
...an idiot, [he says, not at all thinking on it when he goes back to fixing a glare on Dimitri.] What the hell were you thinking?!