[Oh no. Oh no, he's angry, he's gone and wrecked everything all over again. The color drains from Dimitri's face entirely, only to come roaring back and set his cheeks ablaze once he notices Felix is red in the face.]

I was — I was still drowsy, I suppose, so I just... I mean, it is not as if I have anyone in my bed like that these days, so —

[Ah, his voice is a good half an octave higher than usual. Swallowing, Dimitri looks away, biting down on his lip to stop the endless stream of jumbled words spewing out of his mouth. When he looks to Felix again he's a little more composed, and he says softly:]

I apologize. It was an old habit.