[The ring is... perfect. That's really all there is to say about it. The alignment of the stones reminds him of a slashing blade, of all the times that Felix had stepped in to protect him. And the color...
The words Sylvain Fraldarius flash into his mind. His heart flutters, like he's some simpering school girl being charmed by someone. He decides, very quickly, that it's not an unpleasant feeling by any stretch of the imagination.
He realizes he's giving Felix a wide-eyed, dumbstruck expression. His mouth is even hanging open. Upon this realization, he snaps it shut, and quickly sticks his lower lip out into a pout.]
Aw, but Felix --
[This time, it's his turn to snatch the ring out, and his turn to thrust it right back. He angles it just a little, so the light of the room catches the ring just so.]
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The words Sylvain Fraldarius flash into his mind. His heart flutters, like he's some simpering school girl being charmed by someone. He decides, very quickly, that it's not an unpleasant feeling by any stretch of the imagination.
He realizes he's giving Felix a wide-eyed, dumbstruck expression. His mouth is even hanging open. Upon this realization, he snaps it shut, and quickly sticks his lower lip out into a pout.]
Aw, but Felix --
[This time, it's his turn to snatch the ring out, and his turn to thrust it right back. He angles it just a little, so the light of the room catches the ring just so.]
I wanted you to marry me.