[Felix dozes off for about an hour and a half, waking up to an empty stomach. It leads him to the printer, but remembering how it required some authorization of sorts--just like his clothes from earlier, why did Dimitri approve them even if he disliked them so--he pads towards the VR room where he's heard some noises.
For the moment, his hunger is forgotten, and he stands by the doorway in fascination as Dimitri goes about his training, far from the prim and proper duelist that Felix once loved to cross blades with.]
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For the moment, his hunger is forgotten, and he stands by the doorway in fascination as Dimitri goes about his training, far from the prim and proper duelist that Felix once loved to cross blades with.]