[That is a question Dimitri can’t answer as easily. It’s a loaded question that can’t be solved with a yes or no. Because, no, doesn’t want to lose control again but that means that ,yes, he will have to drink blood again. No, he doesn’t want to drink Felix’s – or anyone’s - blood again, but if he doesn’t, he will lose control again.
Dimitri squirms and backs himself up against the wall, away from Felix.] I can’t – I don’t know how to answer that.
I need to drink blood. [And what more can he say than that.]
[ ... okay, now he regrets letting Dimitri step away, because he can't slap him upside the head for this.
Felix pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs very, very heavily. ] You starve yourself for weeks, and you're surprised you lost control? [ Oh my god, the king's an idiot. ] How often did you drink before?
[Okay, when he puts it that way of course Dimitri sounds like an idiot.]
Once a week... sometimes more. But I was feeding indiscriminately. Bandits, soldiers, innocents caught in the crossfire – whoever I could get my hands on when the mood struck! I don’t want to do that anymore.
I'm only here because you waited too long. [ And the fact that he more or less cut his hand open, but details.
He sets down his mug, now drained of its gross remedy, and stares down at his hand. ] Look, I get you don't want to hurt anyone. But if you lose control of yourself again you'll only be a danger to yourself, and the rest of us.
Besides, I already know who you are. [ "A beast, craving blood."
His hand curls, slow and careful. ] If you don't want to get anyone else involved, I'm your only option.
[Dimitri hates that he's right. Getting anyone involved doesn't feel good. Especially Felix. But, he's right.
Felix has been the only one to see who he is from the beginning. He's the only one who knows. Will ever know, maybe. Felix is the only one who will tell him 'no.' Who is willing to contest him in order to aide him. To tame him.
As ever, Felix is the only one he can trust.]
Right as always. [He turns his gaze to the floor, shaking his head.] Then please... allow me to rely on you.
[ Despite Dimitri's reservations (and his own - he's still readjusting to dimitri's humanity, his softer sides, that little smile of his that he adored as a kid) he's... strangely happy. He doesn't smile, but there's a bit of warmth in his expression that wasn't previously there. ]
It's about time you relied on us. [ mister I Want To Take Down The Adrestian Empire By Myself And Most Definitely Die Trying ]
[Dimitri doesn't have anything to say to that. He relied on them - Felix - plenty as kids. Maybe not in the way Felix wanted, but he tried and Felix never took his hand. And now Dimitri doesn't want to rely on them (him) but he has no choice.]
Ah. [Eventually, Dimitri perks as if he's remembered something.] I have one condition.
[ ... yeah, that's not the best way to phrase it. But it's definitely the most Dimitri way of doing so.
He sighs, and looks at a very interesting spot on the wall off to the side. ] Fine. Just don't go overboard. [ He can't argue too much when Dimitri will be, in a sense, injuring him every time he feeds. ]
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Dimitri squirms and backs himself up against the wall, away from Felix.] I can’t – I don’t know how to answer that.
I need to drink blood. [And what more can he say than that.]
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Are you always that hungry? [ "If you let me go, I will hurt them." How true are those words? ]
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Since [Dimitri braces himself.] Grondor Field.
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Felix pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs very, very heavily. ] You starve yourself for weeks, and you're surprised you lost control? [ Oh my god, the king's an idiot. ] How often did you drink before?
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Once a week... sometimes more. But I was feeding indiscriminately. Bandits, soldiers, innocents caught in the crossfire – whoever I could get my hands on when the mood struck! I don’t want to do that anymore.
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Drink my blood instead.
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Dimitri straightens. Clenches his fists at his side.]
That’s not any better. Or are you unaware of where you are right now?
[Y’know, just passed out. Drinking some gross remedy for blood loss.]
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He sets down his mug, now drained of its gross remedy, and stares down at his hand. ] Look, I get you don't want to hurt anyone. But if you lose control of yourself again you'll only be a danger to yourself, and the rest of us.
Besides, I already know who you are. [ "A beast, craving blood."
His hand curls, slow and careful. ] If you don't want to get anyone else involved, I'm your only option.
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Felix has been the only one to see who he is from the beginning. He's the only one who knows. Will ever know, maybe. Felix is the only one who will tell him 'no.' Who is willing to contest him in order to aide him. To tame him.
As ever, Felix is the only one he can trust.]
Right as always. [He turns his gaze to the floor, shaking his head.] Then please... allow me to rely on you.
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It's about time you relied on us. [ mister I Want To Take Down The Adrestian Empire By Myself And Most Definitely Die Trying ]
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Ah. [Eventually, Dimitri perks as if he's remembered something.] I have one condition.
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Why? I'm not gaining anything from this. [ he's doing this for you?????? ]
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Just hear me out. [His one condition is not a selfish one.] Afterwards, please let me take care of you.
[Probably not the best way to phrase it, but it is the most honest.]
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He sighs, and looks at a very interesting spot on the wall off to the side. ] Fine. Just don't go overboard. [ He can't argue too much when Dimitri will be, in a sense, injuring him every time he feeds. ]
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Thank you. I-I'll feel a little better if I can do that at least.