Apr 10
If there was anything Sylvain was sure of, it was that Felix wasn't someone who broke promises. It was years ago that they swore to stick beside each other until they died, and although Sylvain had been running around Garrag Mach without true purpose these past few months, Felix had stayed true to his word. No matter how incorrigible he called Sylvain. (No matter how true it was.)
Felix was never eloquent, which is how his simple way of telling Sylvain to fix it was so effective. It really came from someone who cared and was at the end of his rope.
Sylvain worried at his bottom lip with his fingers. Of course everything was his fault.
from an upcoming sylvix fic!
