[Felix nods. He's not sure he's taken the time to fully process the implications of their victory in Fhirdiad, either. It's hard when these things are so far away and irrelevant to the here and now.]

Perhaps this Pokemon god pulls people from significant moments in their lives deliberately. We were celebrating our greatest victory to date the night I ended up here.

[And, he doesn't say aloud, both Sylvain and Dimitri had been radiant that night. Weary, yes, but legitimately happy for the first time in what felt like forever, and Felix had noticed. Had watched them both. The fact that they were about to go to Claude's rescue, too, seems almost too coincidental...

But he has no way of confirming anything, so he puts it out of his mind.]

Fortunately, this place doesn't seem to have many rules.

[Then he snorts in vague amusement.] You sound like Claude.