“I told you, it’s fine!”

Felix grumbled as you tended to his wounds. He hated having to be saved like this. It made him feel weak. Pathetic.

He’d rushed too far ahead during the battle and ended up surrounded by Imperial soldiers. For a moment, he thought it was over... Until you appeared out of nowhere, cutting through the enemy and carving a path to him.

“I could’ve handled it myself. You just… sped things up.”

He frowned, jaw tight. By the Goddess, he hated feeling powerless.

“…But. Thank you. I guess.”