"I didn't know what to look for, and even I could read you." Felix frowns. "Dangerous in battle, showing your reactions to your enemies so clearly. But I suppose you wouldn't be fighting in the nude." Probably.

He scoffs. "The Augur is a machine. It doesn't care what we want or how we feel. It's not a person. And no, I don't believe in fate. Maybe we were just the ones it could get its grubby hands on. Sometimes people just vanish, and it doesn't seem to care."

Then he cracks one eye open to glance up at her warily. "Why are you so nice? You don't know me at all. I could be a malicious bastard for all you know. Why would you just offer something like that so easily?"

His eye closes again as his brow furrows. "Besides, in some ways the strangers are better. Having people from your own world here, people you've known for years, and being expected to...ngh." She can feel him tensing up a little beneath her, as he declines to finish his sentence.