[ Felix exhales sharply through his nose. He's simpleminded and he loves him, truly, but sometimes his hesitancy is a bit much. ] No, you didn't. ... Come over here. [ He pats the spot next to him on the bed.

Once Dimitri's beside him, he continues. ] I won't pretend I know what's going on in that head of yours. But you're not the only one unsure about his future. [ He looks down at his knees as he admits ] I am, too.

[ Because he, too, has his uncertainties. About what's expected of him as Duke Fraldarius, and what his relationship with Dimitri is going to look like five, ten, twenty years down the line. It's stupid to think about, but truly... truly, he'd like to always be by his side. Even if Dimitri can't be his king. ]