[Fortunately for Dimitri, Felix does not spare a glance in his direction, busy stewing in his thoughts as he waits for the heat in his face to ebb away. By the time Dimitri returns with his clothing and the palm reader he never thought to check, he has sat up on the bed. Not bothering to straighten up the crooked way Dimitri's shirt hangs off him, he peeks at Dimitri and his meager belongings, frowning when he notices something missing in the selection.]
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[Fortunately for Dimitri, Felix does not spare a glance in his direction, busy stewing in his thoughts as he waits for the heat in his face to ebb away. By the time Dimitri returns with his clothing and the palm reader he never thought to check, he has sat up on the bed. Not bothering to straighten up the crooked way Dimitri's shirt hangs off him, he peeks at Dimitri and his meager belongings, frowning when he notices something missing in the selection.]
Where's my sword?