( Types out a bunch of nonsense about how Dimitri gave up his humanity that day.
... Slowly deletes aforementioned nonsense, because even Felix has a limit as to how many spiteful "truth bombs" he can drop in one day. They hurt him, too. )
I'm not the one exhausting myself over pointless lectures.
[Dimitri is quite fluent in Felix-isms. How promising!]
In that case, would you like to arrange a time? Perhaps in the morning — if I’m to take a break from my studies, why not focus on my techniques instead?
[That isn’t how resting works, but. Well. It’s something.]
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... Slowly deletes aforementioned nonsense, because even Felix has a limit as to how many spiteful "truth bombs" he can drop in one day. They hurt him, too. )
I'm not the one exhausting myself over pointless lectures.
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No, your hours are whiled away against the training dummies instead. It’s not much of a difference at all.
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However, I do possess a working pair of eyes.
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I suppose you're skilled enough with that lance to be worth my time.
( Which is Felix-speak for "yes please", naturally. )
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In that case, would you like to arrange a time? Perhaps in the morning — if I’m to take a break from my studies, why not focus on my techniques instead?
[That isn’t how resting works, but. Well. It’s something.]
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Fine. Before breakfast, while it's still quiet. I don't want an audience.
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Very well, before breakfast, away from any and all wandering eyes. I will see you then.