[What Felix says should make him feel better. Leave it to Felix to punch through each of his carefully constructed walls. For someone that's meant to be the Shield of Faerghus, he's done a good job at leaving Sylvain entirely defenseless. He flinches at the mention of his father, his family, but it's all supposed to reassure him.
It doesn't, though. He hears what Felix has to say, but his mind comes back to one phrase. He twists it over, again and again. He had to have misunderstood, Felix wouldn't spurn him in one breath, only to remind him of the promise they'd made to one another. The man could be ruthless, but surely that was too far for him.
The camera lowers, just a little. Sylvain's gaze flickers off to the side, to the woods leading away from Violet.]
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It doesn't, though. He hears what Felix has to say, but his mind comes back to one phrase. He twists it over, again and again. He had to have misunderstood, Felix wouldn't spurn him in one breath, only to remind him of the promise they'd made to one another. The man could be ruthless, but surely that was too far for him.
The camera lowers, just a little. Sylvain's gaze flickers off to the side, to the woods leading away from Violet.]
So. Are we not friends anymore, then?