[Yes, Felix was sort of expecting this, and yes, he's seen the ring already, but. BUT. But he hasn't seen it like this. And his brain might have been expecting it, but his heart hadn't really been convinced. So he stares down at it, watches the light play over the stones...they're very familiar colors. Colors he's loved all his life. And the more convinced his heart becomes, the harder it pounds in his chest.
Eventually, he looks up at Sylvain again, trying his hardest not to smile. Or cry. Or whatever it is his face is trying to do. Because he has a point to make first, dammit.]
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Eventually, he looks up at Sylvain again, trying his hardest not to smile. Or cry. Or whatever it is his face is trying to do. Because he has a point to make first, dammit.]
No. I asked first.