#feleonie

Apologies for the wait, but one must not write when hungry.

Only one inn had any openings left. And it was a singular room. Nothing too serious. They'd been through that plenty of times during the war when tents were short and bunks were doubled up. It was nothing they couldn't handle.

Until they saw the bed. Old, a little rickety, and barely big enough to hold both of them.

"It's not the worst," Leonie said. "It'll be a squeeze, but- Hey!"

Felix had begun rolling out his bedroll. "What?"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I should think it is obvious," he said. "There's not much room, so I'm going to sleep on the floor."

Leonie rolled her eyes. "In this weather? The floor is ice cold."

"I'm from Faerghus. This is nothing."

"Alliance winters aren't to be taken lightly either, Felix." She grabbed his shirt by the shoulder and lifted him up so he fell to sit on the bed, before taking his bedroll and rolling it back up. “We’re both adults, we can sleep in one bed.”

"I can survive the floor for one night!"

"I'm sure you can. But if you do, I'll join you."

Felix's face turned pale. "Wh-what?! No, absolutely not!"

Leonie shrugged. "Why not? If it's good enough for you-"

"Fine! I'll sleep in the damn bed. Just...gah. Forget it."

"Hah! I win!"

"Do you have to turn everything into a competition?"

Leonie stared through him. "Seriously? You're asking me? Who was the one who challenged me to a duel in the middle of conflict last week?"

"You were in top form," he countered. "And it had been a while since we had a good spar."

"But in the middle of fighting bandits?"

"You won that round, so why are you complaining?"

"Weren't you just saying- ugh. Never mind." She got up and strode over to her pack, pulling out a small bag of coins. "I'll go downstairs and get us a table. You finish unpacking our things for the night. We'll probably end up snowed in if the weather is anything to go by."

Felix watched her leave, and once the door shut closed, he fell back and stared at the ceiling. The weight of the box in his pocket like blade to the shoulder, mocking him for waiting to take it out.

Now was not the time.

After the snowstorm, he promised himself. Once they were back in home in Sauin.

Friendship.....acquired?????

So I completely forgot these two had supports and a paired ending, so I went back a rewatched their supports and I have to say, I am PLEASANTLY surprised at how good they are together.

Platonic or romantic, these two feel like they'd get along well no matter the circumstances. There's a level of respect and admiration the two have for each other I just adore.