Of course Felix would have to ask about when Adrien came the first time around. Bridgette’s reluctant to answer, but maybe it couldn’t hurt to give him a bit of information. At this point, he deserved some answers. She couldn’t just react like that without explanation.
Bridgette stood up, going to the window and looking out it. She needed some space from him. Thinking about those days always made her skin itch, the spider inside fighting to escape. “Being a prince doesn’t change anything. You can still stay, as long as you’d like. My offers still stand.”
She takes her time answering, searching for the best words to use. This was going to be a difficult conversation, at least for her. She couldn’t afford to be careless. Tikki meowed before going over to her, jumping up onto the window sill and purring loudly when Bridgette began to pet her.
“He was upset. I found him sobbing in the woods not far from here. He was in bad shape – broken arm, scratches, bruises – it was clear he’d gotten into some sort of fight or that he’d taken a nasty fall. He came back with me and I help fixed him up.” Bridgette turned back towards Felix, her fingers idly scratching at Tikki’s ears.
“At first, I was going to fix him up, give him supplies, and send him on his way. We-” She broke off and closed her eyes for a moment, gathering herself once more. “Marinette and I didn’t have many visitors. We didn’t have an extra room, and we didn’t have the time to spare watching after someone. Marinette pitched a fit though, so I let him stay. Eventually, I convinced him to go home. He told me about you, and how lonely you probably were in the wake of your mother’s death. I-I told him that it was likely unbearable, to lose your mother and then a sibling. After that, he slept on it, and the next day Marinette took him home.”
The irony of reuniting one sibling while losing another would never leave Bridgette. When she’d helped Adrien reach the conclusion to return home, she’d never known that Marinette had planned to leave with him from the very start. The letter that was left behind wasn’t unkind, but it had broken Bridgette’s heart. A week later, Sabine came and cursed Bridgette for letting Marinette leave.
It would only be worth it if her sister was happy. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for Marinette’s happiness.
“Would you like tea?” She can’t meet Felix’s eyes, and her voice is weak, like she’s on the verge of tears.
Felix sighs, running his hands through his hair as she comments on im being a Prince not changing anything.
“I’m hardly deserving of being called a Prince anymore anyhow...” He mumbles, but doesn’t really elaborate on it.
No real Prince just abandons his people for selfish reasons like he did.
He leans forward on his hand, waiting in absolute silence for her to answer his question, half expecting her to not answer at this rate.
He wouldn’t be surprised. She’s clearly very sensitive about it.
He never wanted to ask Adrien what happened while he was gone though. He was just happy to have his brother back home safe.
Though thinking about that time just makes Felix feel more guilt ridden than he already was.
Just thinking about how he felt while Adrien was gone...
To think he’s putting Adrien through the same thing...
When Bridgette does answer, he quickly has to fight back tears again.
When their mother disappeared Felix was so internally focused he wan’t paying attention to his brother until Adrien was already gone, and then it was too late.
But Bridgette had convinced Adrien to comeback for Felix, and here Felix is, abandoning him now.
Shirking his responsibilities was one thing, but he’s left his brother, and Adrien will be stuck with all of Felix’s burdens in his absence.
“... I’m sorry...” He mumbles. “Losing your sister like that must have hurt. If it makes you feel better she’s living a happy life...”
He sighs, running his hands through his hair.
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