Felix's, of course, is directly targeted to him, but Dedue takes his drink with no fuss or complaints. It's fine; if this is how he wants to play this game, than they can play it that way. They'll see who runs out of never have I evers first.

As for the others who have not essentially declared war, he drinks for Claude's, but not for any of the rest. There have been few social events that he's been invited to, and those that he has, he really didn't have the option to avoid. Public displays of affection have never been an issue for him, nor would he have considered wielding another creature as a weapon.

Thus, it's his turn again. Dedue already knows exactly what he will say, and looks directly at Felix when he says it.

"I have never cried because I could not hold His Highness' hand."