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[He doesn't look at her while she speaks, instead focusing on what she's doing. It seems pretty simple, and he feels stupid for not knowing how to handle this on his own. It makes the blush burn brighter, and he's thankful when she finally draws back a bit.

He moves his leg, bending the knee with a small wince and flexing afterwards. It's going to be hell to get to the infirmary, but with the added support it will at least be possible now.]

Feels fine. [As fine as it can be, anyway.] And uh... Thanks.

[It's awkward, tremendously so, but it's genuine. He rolls his pant leg back down and carefully moves to stand. He manages it this time, though he's heavily favoring his non-injured leg.]

Don't worry about it reflecting badly on you. Or your lord. I don't care about any of that. The only thing I care about is having a rematch with you as soon as I'm healed.

[Something else occurs to him then, and then he huffs loudly.]

...Name's Felix.

[He probably should've introduced himself earlier??]

It's no trouble.

[Camilla looks visibly relieved when Felix manages to stand, but there is still a twinge of worry there--that definitely smarted a lot more than Camilla intended, and getting to the infirmary looks like it's going to be literal hell on earth. What she'd give to not be forbidden from using magic, so maybe she could learn faith...

...The worry abates slightly at Felix's words, though. She's glad; the last thing Lord Lorenz needs is to hear that she's causing injuries to students from other territories. That'd no doubt cause some problems, but Camilla will likewise stand, brushing off her longer uniform skirt and bowing politely.]

My name is Camilla. It's truly a pleasure to meet you, Felix.

[She'll draw back up once that's out there. Camilla doesn't recognize him off the top of her head, but then again, she's not very familiar with the Faerghus territory's nobility...she'll have to ask Lord Lorenz later.

(...and proceed to die at the realization she almost broke the heir to a dukedom's leg, but it's fine. probably.)]

I am quite glad for your lack of caring, then. It's certainly kind of you. [Camilla giggles a bit, only slightly teasingly, hiding it politely behind her hand.] And I do look forward to that rematch with you. It's nice to have someone to fight with, who doesn't hold back because I'm a lady.

[...Hopefully Felix can actually hobble to the infirmary, though. Camilla doesn't say anything, but the concern is a little clear on her face even still.]

[Kind?? He's not kind, ugh... Felix snorts at that, but he's quick to dismiss it as she moves on.]

Yeah, yeah. You'd better not hold back on me next time. I'll be pissed if you do.

[He starts making his way toward the doors, trying to keep from wincing. It's not easy going and it's really damn slow, but he can sort of hobble on his own, so at least there's that?]

I won't. You won't have to worry about that.

[Of course, Camilla does watch as he starts hobbling along, and you know. This could definitely be fine, and she could get back to her drills in peace and quiet while he does. He's not her responsibility by any means.

...

So naturally, Camilla is going to walk over, not even bothering to gather her things, clearing her throat to get his attention.]

Hold a moment. [Camilla folds her hands in front of her, polite as ever.] ...That's going to be an incredibly slow going process. Would you like some support to get you to the infirmary faster?

[This is just. Painful to watch, my dude. This is already a little excessive as it stands, but getting him there faster would be better than the whole damn monastery seeing Felix hobble along.]

[You know, the blush was starting to die down and Felix was perfectly content with leaving it at that and never addressing it again, but no. Here we are. Because Camilla's insisting on trying to help him.

So naturally, he goes pink and scoffs.]

I don't need any more help. I'm fine. I've got this.

[He makes it about as far as the doors before he realizes that he... kind of can't pull them open very easily like this...

The groan he lets out is loud and embarrassed.]

Just... help me get the door open, okay.

[being felix is suffering...]

[Camilla does inwardly wonder why this boy is going so red in the face, but she's coming to the conclusion that Felix is just. Incredibly like this--it's something she doesn't understand, really, the intricacies of this cactus of a boy who won't accept help...it just doesn't make sense. It almost reminds her of one of her little brothers, who used to be like this all of the time...

But she will, of course, go over and help get those doors for him with a gentle, slightly exasperated smile on her face the entire time.]

If you insist. But do simply try to be careful.

[...]

And do not try to rush yourself. You'll wind up making your injury worse if you do.

[oh my god stop nagging the poor boy camilla

Either way, she is absolutely going to wait by the doors and make sure Felix can at least hobble on out of sight, before she even attempts to go back. Because she will get him over to the infirmary herself if she has to.]

[it's fine camilla, don't worry, tsuns just be like this

He nods curtly at her words, mostly because he doesn't trust himself to speak at the moment. He doesn't know how to accept help or kindness like this in any sort of halfway sane manner, so it's easiest just to shut up and keep moving. He does take it slow, occasionally pausing for a moment to catch his breath and will down the pain, but he thankfully doesn't push himself too hard.

Better yet, it's not long before he ambushed by two people - a girl with long blonde hair tied back and a red-haired boy who is all too boisterous with Felix. He snaps at the latter and even though he's protesting (loudly, very loudly), they're quick to grab his arms around their shoulders and drag him off to the infirmary without any further fuss.]

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