[The answer is not entirely a surprise, but he's still stupidly happy to hear it. How pathetic, being glad Felix is upset enough to need to seek comfort in him again like this...
Yet he is, all the same. Dimitri draws back just a little, taking hold of Felix's hands. Mindful of his own wounds, he won't pull Felix to his feet, but he will gently tug him up toward his bed, encouraging him to climb up with him. He'll keep that hold as he lies down on his side facing Felix, smiling the same gentle smile he used to wear in those days before Duscur.]
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Yet he is, all the same. Dimitri draws back just a little, taking hold of Felix's hands. Mindful of his own wounds, he won't pull Felix to his feet, but he will gently tug him up toward his bed, encouraging him to climb up with him. He'll keep that hold as he lies down on his side facing Felix, smiling the same gentle smile he used to wear in those days before Duscur.]