"A dagger. After all the torture you put him through over it." Felix shakes his head. "He's unbelievable."
But it's fond. He loves the dagger.
"Oh. And Jinx showed me how to make physical copies of photographs. I...took some pictures. Of things you missed while you were asleep. So I could show them to you."
He reluctantly leans away from Sylvain for just a second so he can pull open the drawer in the bedside table and take out a little pile of photos. He immediately returns to exactly where he was, handing the pile to Sylvain.
A lot of the pictures are of Inda and/or Varley, or one or both of them with Felix (Felicity also taught him how to take selfies). A few are of Felix by himself; most of those are from a perspective low to the ground, because Inda took them. There are pictures of them ice skating, having tea, training with others of Felix's and Sylvain's Pokemon, sitting by the window in the early morning light, cuddling up together under the blankets...there's a series of seven selfies, one taken each morning, of just Felix with a sleeping Sylvain. They have a quiet, solemn air to them, but they're also the softest pictures of the bunch.
There's also one of all of Felix's birthday presents gathered on the table, and one each of Felix having tea with Dimitri, Claude, and Annette. There are a few of nothing but various sights around Ecruteak, or the setting sun, or an untouched expanse of freshly fallen snow just before dawn.
Felix settles in to snuggle up against Sylvain and hold him close while he looks over the pictures.
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But it's fond. He loves the dagger.
"Oh. And Jinx showed me how to make physical copies of photographs. I...took some pictures. Of things you missed while you were asleep. So I could show them to you."
He reluctantly leans away from Sylvain for just a second so he can pull open the drawer in the bedside table and take out a little pile of photos. He immediately returns to exactly where he was, handing the pile to Sylvain.
A lot of the pictures are of Inda and/or Varley, or one or both of them with Felix (Felicity also taught him how to take selfies). A few are of Felix by himself; most of those are from a perspective low to the ground, because Inda took them. There are pictures of them ice skating, having tea, training with others of Felix's and Sylvain's Pokemon, sitting by the window in the early morning light, cuddling up together under the blankets...there's a series of seven selfies, one taken each morning, of just Felix with a sleeping Sylvain. They have a quiet, solemn air to them, but they're also the softest pictures of the bunch.
There's also one of all of Felix's birthday presents gathered on the table, and one each of Felix having tea with Dimitri, Claude, and Annette. There are a few of nothing but various sights around Ecruteak, or the setting sun, or an untouched expanse of freshly fallen snow just before dawn.
Felix settles in to snuggle up against Sylvain and hold him close while he looks over the pictures.