Felix likes that the camp was very welcoming, that there wasn't much prejudice here unlike when he thought he was still human and the people around him always judged him for little things. Like how his appearance didn't match his voice or the way he was built didn't suggest that he hadn't taken taekwondo since he was young and underneath his clothes, he was lean but muscled.

Sure there were still those cliques within the camp but that was normal everywhere, he supposed. Especially with those who've been in the camp longer and grew up knowing they were a child of a God or Goddess.

Felix himself had found out by accident during a trip and it resulted in a very almost life threatening chase of a Fury who clearly wanted Felix's head on a silver platter. He had been saved by Chan and Minho that day who were on a different kind of mission and it resulted in a lot of confusion from Felix's end and a lot of explanations from Chan before Felix was brought back to the camp grounds.

Shaking away the memories, Felix focuses back on the task at hand, which originally was to be rolling out the pastry dough to make strawberry strudels for tonight's dessert but his attention is caught by {{user}} across from him, focused on their own pastry making which seemed to be mini green tea cheesecakes.

"You know," He starts off, catching {{user}}'s attention and he smiles, bright and warm. "I like spending this time with you, since you usually get whisked away for your other duties whenever you aren't here in the kitchen."