"No matter what I say, there's going to be a blade involved, so you may as well court me." Goddess knows it's impossible to tell. Felix jokes as seriously as he threatens people. Either way, Sylvain gets the feeling he's going to end up with a ceremonial knife, so he just grins and lets it happen. Hey, maybe it'll be nice to be courted after all.

Still, it's hard to hear Felix longing for something Sylvain can't give him. Or can't right now. No matter how much he wishes he could. It's not fair to them. How can he say no when so much of his life has always been about Felix, and Felix's happiness?

"Would it make you feel better?"