Felix takes the opportunity while Seteth is off fetching the lotion to quickly finish his lunch and set the plate aside. Best not to be distracted for...whatever's happening, here.

He frowns at the bracelet he's being offered, but takes it anyway, lifting it up to examine it. If it came from nearly anyone else, he'd refuse it outright. But...he trusts Seteth.

That takes a distinct backseat to what comes next, though. He blinks. "Removed from...? I don't understand what that means."