Felix rolls his eyes at the self-deprecation; his feelings for Sylvain are one of the few things he doesn't get embarrassed about anymore, not after everything.

"Hmph. Don't thank me as though I'm going out of my way. ...sticking together was what we promised, remember?"

He swallows. He's getting the feeling that Sylvain isn't taking this talk of going on dates seriously enough. Does he understand what Felix is really saying, or is he just assuming they've been eating meals together more often or something?

He wants to just come out and say it. He also doesn't at all want to do that. What if Sylvain spooks and hangs up? What if he wants time away like the first time? Then he mentally kicks himself for being just as stupid about this now as he was before. What's more important, your pride or Sylvain? The answer is always the same.

"...Sylvain." His voice is softer now. "I don't just 'like' you. Last time you were here, we were...together."

He can't help a bit of red creeping up into his cheeks.