"Embarrassing for you," Sylvain quips, like he isn't burning himself. What's a little self-deprecation between friends after all? "But hey, guess it works since I like you too."

His smile is starting to return to something proper, genuine even. Again, it's just this kind of talking with Felix, something akin to banter, that sets him at ease. It's familiar. "Thanks for sticking around with me, Fe."