[Oh, he's definitely going to fuss at her for not paying attention, as is befitting a Tsun—but Mercie grabs his arm? Fusses at him in that gentle way of hers, and listen: Felix knows when to pick and choose his battles. Mercedes is a formidable opponent in her own right; it's why he scowls, as is tradition, but still holds his arm up as she directs.]

Alone? [A quiet tsk as he looks away, because ignore the fact that he, too, is alone—and that it resulted in the wound she's healing.] Foolish of you. There are beasts lurking about, as well as—

[—Well. The forest is full of wild and wacky stuff that is awkward as hell to explain, so a beat before he continues along.]

Everything is more than it seems. That's all.