[ Felix understands where Dimitri's coming from. He's never claimed to know or truly understand all that goes through his head - but the trauma he experienced, the pain and anger he felt, the lives he trampled over or cut short by his own hand... he can't blame him for not wanting to know how deep the darkness goes.

He glances down at the hand between them before moving his own on top. Their fingers intertwine with ease, and it's a familiar feeling - but he wills himself to stay here, in the present, with this Dimitri. ]

I already told you, I'd been looking for quite some time. [ okay, he didn't say it in those exact words, but it was heavily implied. ] You don't remember it, and I'm not going to remind you, but I... owed it to you. [ A small squeeze. ] I'm not planning on leaving you alone this time.