FELIX
“Type?” He repeats as he focuses on the stranger, peering almost eye to eye, taking in the scars. He looks like he’s a bit older than Felix’s mother, and immediately the confusion blossoms again. “I don’t have any coin? Or… Anything to barter.” He manages, recalling the easy conversation Vai had with him about how trading worked here.
Specifically why he couldn’t just grab something and run off.
But the girls call toward him again and Zeph waves, and Felix is so fucking confused but attempts to flash the girls an easy smile before turning back to Zeph with brows furrowed into his questioning stare. “I’m sixteen.” He offers the information up easily. “They… Don't have those in the Greatwood… At least not that I’ve seen.” He mulls over the word again, letting his gaze drift as he does before he focuses on Zeph again. “What’s a brothel? And why would I want them to bite?”
Specifically why he couldn’t just grab something and run off.
But the girls call toward him again and Zeph waves, and Felix is so fucking confused but attempts to flash the girls an easy smile before turning back to Zeph with brows furrowed into his questioning stare. “I’m sixteen.” He offers the information up easily. “They… Don't have those in the Greatwood… At least not that I’ve seen.” He mulls over the word again, letting his gaze drift as he does before he focuses on Zeph again. “What’s a brothel? And why would I want them to bite?”
breathing dreams like air
