Claude - who's been doing a very Sylvain-esque relaxed walk, arms folded behind his head, very much like a Sylvain who doesn't know Felix is mad yet and is about to find out - stops short at that finger jab, looking genuinely surprised. All the more so because...Felix's complaint doesn't make any sense to him.

"I mean...I could fall to my death anytime I fly, sunshine." He blinks bemusedly at Felix. "And I have practiced that with Arbiter and Blitz before, you know - close to the ground, so it wouldn't be dangerous. I'm not crazy enough to try a trick like that up high, without ever trying it before...I mean, this was the first time I had a bow or tried to shoot while doing it, but that's the only part that was new."