FELIX
Felix had grown attentive as a hunter, enough so to an extent that he can keep an eye on those that wander around the alley behind him. But without much of the social understanding of how things worked, he didn’t think anything of it. Didn’t think it was awkward or strange or weird that he just stared at the door. At least, not until someone calls out to him and his dual-toned gaze shifts over to focus on the man that calls out to him.
He can hear the giggling above, glancing up to the girls occasionally with a raised brow, not getting it at all, as he goes to step away from the door and invade the other man’s personal space a bit. “Whattya mean?” He asks, voice relatively deep but not just so. As if puberty was still working to settle itself in a sense. He sounds young, and that’s really it. “Merchandise? What would I buy?” He asks, brows raised toward Zeph before stealing a glance back toward the balcony and the Halenani.
He can hear the giggling above, glancing up to the girls occasionally with a raised brow, not getting it at all, as he goes to step away from the door and invade the other man’s personal space a bit. “Whattya mean?” He asks, voice relatively deep but not just so. As if puberty was still working to settle itself in a sense. He sounds young, and that’s really it. “Merchandise? What would I buy?” He asks, brows raised toward Zeph before stealing a glance back toward the balcony and the Halenani.
breathing dreams like air
