( he's nearly tempted to ask why he passed off his rig to crais, but he swallows the question down because ultimately it doesn't matter. his rig is back in his possession now, tucked in a corner of his room in the down, meticulously examined in reverent worship the millisecond he shut the door and was alone with it.
like most things with ephemera, felix has to actively remind himself that he doesn't care. )
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( he's nearly tempted to ask why he passed off his rig to crais, but he swallows the question down because ultimately it doesn't matter. his rig is back in his possession now, tucked in a corner of his room in the down, meticulously examined in reverent worship the millisecond he shut the door and was alone with it.
like most things with ephemera, felix has to actively remind himself that he doesn't care. )
you wanna hand it off yourself?