[Only Mercedes can call him out, like, twice in a row, smiling sweetly all the while. Goddess. Felix shifts his weight from one leg to the other, pretending that he's impatient and not annoyed that she's right—but ah, okay. So this is happening, even if he isn't entirely sure how to explain aphro-inducing everything. The vines can get a little, ah, fresh? The bees are real assholes?]
Just how long have you been here? You should know what powers this world.
[A pointed glance to the bracelet on his wrist—and then to the one gracing hers.]
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Just how long have you been here? You should know what powers this world.
[A pointed glance to the bracelet on his wrist—and then to the one gracing hers.]