[The beginnings of pink were already dancing around Felix's cheeks at that brief contact, but with those words, it's quick to turn into an all-consuming, fiery red that even paints his ears warm.]
W-whatever.
[Goodness, all Dimitri means by that is he'll one day defeat him. Why is his mind going that direction now?! Sylvain, perhaps, has been a bad influence on him more than he realized...]
Next time, just come at me with all of your strength like the boar that you are.
[But there's no venom to the nickname, just an awkward glance away from Dimitri's grinning face, which he catches briefly as he pads towards where the training lances are kept.]
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W-whatever.
[Goodness, all Dimitri means by that is he'll one day defeat him. Why is his mind going that direction now?! Sylvain, perhaps, has been a bad influence on him more than he realized...]
Next time, just come at me with all of your strength like the boar that you are.
[But there's no venom to the nickname, just an awkward glance away from Dimitri's grinning face, which he catches briefly as he pads towards where the training lances are kept.]