[It rankles at him how Dimitri calls for him like a dog to heel, but besides a characteristic glower, he follows as instructed, very much eager to put some distance between himself and this damn place. Never mind the gazes that trail after them--nay, Felix specifically. His captors have often whispered about his estimated worth, and invested everything into making him a worthwhile pet, for however disgusting that concept is.
By the time they're inside the car, Felix's irritation has built itself to a healthy level, overshadowing any embarrassment he feels at being seen like this. The way Dimitri simply tosses his cloak over Felix like he's some object to be covered up only adds up to it, and while he does take refuge in it (it's warm and he is not exactly enthusiastic about being paraded around in lingerie), he does glare at Dimitri once more, quite pissed at this turn of events.]
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By the time they're inside the car, Felix's irritation has built itself to a healthy level, overshadowing any embarrassment he feels at being seen like this. The way Dimitri simply tosses his cloak over Felix like he's some object to be covered up only adds up to it, and while he does take refuge in it (it's warm and he is not exactly enthusiastic about being paraded around in lingerie), he does glare at Dimitri once more, quite pissed at this turn of events.]
What the hell are you playing at, Boar?!