[Is Felix purring? How positively adorable. It's probably for the best if this is a dream he forgets upon waking up, but Dimitri finds himself wanting to hold on to the memory all the same. A small bright spot amongst the usual nightmares. Once he falls asleep this time, he remains that way, sleeping deeply. But the drugs in that mist are short-lived, and he'll stir before a solid eight hours have passed.
Felix is still here. What a bizarre world this is. How badly did they hurt him to make him like this? Once again, the thought slips in the cracks, whispering all the ways Felix's handlers might have attempted to condition him. But this time, the sorrow leaks in too, tainting the comforting warmth of his anger with a hollow ache. Dimitri shifts his hold, allowing him to card his fingers through Felix's hair.]
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Felix is still here. What a bizarre world this is. How badly did they hurt him to make him like this? Once again, the thought slips in the cracks, whispering all the ways Felix's handlers might have attempted to condition him. But this time, the sorrow leaks in too, tainting the comforting warmth of his anger with a hollow ache. Dimitri shifts his hold, allowing him to card his fingers through Felix's hair.]