Sep 02, 2008 17:37
Felix seems all right. Mostly. He's now sitting in the library, reading, just as usual. The only difference being that he can't stop playing with his rings, and he jumps at small noises. It helps that it's inside, and all the lights are blazing, with one hovering over his head for good measure - it's probably the first time he's been alone for any amount of time, though, and he still doesn't like it, twitching, shifting nervously. No wolves. No eerie howling recently. It's fine. It's just fine.
If he can convince himself of that.