[True, but the urge to be contrary continues to stir within Felix, and what has him ignoring the tempting fresh set of clothing, lying down and curling up on the couch instead with his tail between his legs as he tucks himself under the cloak. Using it as a makeshift blanket, he feigns sleep for the moment, thinking to take up this argument again later.
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Once the coast is clear, Felix decides to take the opportunity to explore the suite, far from anything he's ever seen in his life. His nose leads him to a plate of chicken in the kitchen, which he, after a moment's consideration, devours in record time. If Dimitri was intending to have that for himself, he should have known better than to leave it out like that!
He finds the bathroom easily enough, but without any bathing items in it, he wanders off to look for another one. The scent of soap leads him into a bedroom that smells a lot like Dimitri, something he notes with slight distaste before resigning himself to having to use Dimitri's bathroom and supplies.
For however much he groused about it, he welcomes the warm stream of water, very much glad for the opportunity to discard his lingerie and wash the grime off his skin. He takes the time to indulge and towel dry his hair, suddenly feeling the urge to curl up lazily somewhere in the suite once more.
While he manages to deal with the oversized shirt Dimitri gives him, the boxers are quite the lost cause, so he gives up on putting them on and leaves them in the bathroom. Mildly woozy from the heat inside, he staggers out and flops onto Dimitri's bed, curling the same way he did earlier on the couch as lethargy overtakes him once again, prompting him to pass out in this unlikely location.]
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Once the coast is clear, Felix decides to take the opportunity to explore the suite, far from anything he's ever seen in his life. His nose leads him to a plate of chicken in the kitchen, which he, after a moment's consideration, devours in record time. If Dimitri was intending to have that for himself, he should have known better than to leave it out like that!
He finds the bathroom easily enough, but without any bathing items in it, he wanders off to look for another one. The scent of soap leads him into a bedroom that smells a lot like Dimitri, something he notes with slight distaste before resigning himself to having to use Dimitri's bathroom and supplies.
For however much he groused about it, he welcomes the warm stream of water, very much glad for the opportunity to discard his lingerie and wash the grime off his skin. He takes the time to indulge and towel dry his hair, suddenly feeling the urge to curl up lazily somewhere in the suite once more.
While he manages to deal with the oversized shirt Dimitri gives him, the boxers are quite the lost cause, so he gives up on putting them on and leaves them in the bathroom. Mildly woozy from the heat inside, he staggers out and flops onto Dimitri's bed, curling the same way he did earlier on the couch as lethargy overtakes him once again, prompting him to pass out in this unlikely location.]