Felix cocks an eyebrow at him. "So you want me to court you properly, do you? I'll have to commission a suitable dagger, then." Is he joking? Is he serious? Who knows?

He pauses again to glance over at Sylvain. "It is. But it must be just as weird for you, having to listen to me talk about your involvement in things you don't remember. ...it was...really nice."

I wish, Sylvain started to say. Maybe Felix was too hasty in deciding not to make the offer. And there's no harm in it - Sylvain's free to turn it down.

"I...could show it to you. If you want."