[ There's some unintelligible cursing as Felix untangles himself from the gauzy curtains and whips around, staring at Hubert like someone just tossed a basket of live adders into his boat. And they might as well have. On second thought, he thinks he'd prefer the merrow, and he starts to bark as much at the attendant—but the boat gives a dangerous shudder as the attendant poles them off the loading area and sets them adrift, effectively cutting off that method of escape.
His fingers curl white-knuckled around the edge of the boat. Oh, hell no. ]
I'm delighted to see you too, Hubert, [ Felix snaps, forcing himself to turn back around by inches to keep an eye on his new boating partner. At least he didn't leave the house without his blades—he never does. His eyes flick down to the package, nostrils flaring, but nothing about it stinks of threat, so inevitably his gaze trails back up to the. The flowers.
He stares for a solid ten seconds, then snorts derisively. ]
What the hell happened to you? That's more color than I've seen you wear... ever. It doesn't suit you.
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His fingers curl white-knuckled around the edge of the boat. Oh, hell no. ]
I'm delighted to see you too, Hubert, [ Felix snaps, forcing himself to turn back around by inches to keep an eye on his new boating partner. At least he didn't leave the house without his blades—he never does. His eyes flick down to the package, nostrils flaring, but nothing about it stinks of threat, so inevitably his gaze trails back up to the. The flowers.
He stares for a solid ten seconds, then snorts derisively. ]
What the hell happened to you? That's more color than I've seen you wear... ever. It doesn't suit you.