the hero heart

" are you alright? " he lays out a helping hand to the empress to be sheathing his training sword in the process, usually his face is emotionless ( so be the ashen demon ), but right now there is a worried expression overtaking him. she had asked for an extra training session, asked for him to not hold back but he worried if he had gone too hard.

he's been fighting with the blade for years, slaying people twice his size since he first killed. they don't share the same experience - he should have held back.

     Meat? Where did that just come from, his pocket? Is Byleth just carrying meat around in his pocket? Felix glance between the proffered gift and the man who offers it, and then the corners of his lips turn up in a tiny smile. “This is for me?” He takes it, barely hesitates before biting into it. “Ah, this is good. I was just going to go to the dining hall for dinner, but now I don’t have to. Thanks, Professor.”

" yes, that's why I gave it to you. " that is how gift - giving is done, he thinks to himself. He's not familiar with the art of gift - giving more so recieving. and the only gifts he's gotten has been from his father. he's not sure if he enjoyed those gifts or hated them. he doesn't even remember where they are now.

it is nice to see Felix's lips turn to a smile though, too often does he wear a frown.