"Hush, you know that's not how it is," Dimitri says fondly, even as he tugs Felix closer to himself. He wants them to be right next to each other as he gingerly makes his way across what floorboards can still hold his weight. At least that's a little easier for him to make out, now...

But soon, they're right there are the window frame, and Dimitri lets out a slow breath of relief. He can just see where the dark of night is starting to ease up into purple... So he puts his bag down, and starts to sink down to the floor himself. "Sit here. This is the perfect view. Look at how much of Ecruteak you can see from here." There are still lights scattered throughout the city, on the street if nothing else so that people don't get lost stumbling about in the dark.

Dimitri rather likes that. When he returns to Faerghus, when the war is done... He'll have to see if he can't figure out some way to find a way to do that himself, even if it's just organizing mages and scholars.