( Early evening of the immolation ritual. While Debora was being tied up in the dungeon. )
Felix' pov.
Felix was hoping to get some peaceful sleep after getting some mental workout done. He was constantly worrying about Debora which was useless because he didn't even know what kind of possible dangers she was going to face out there and she wouldn't tell him.
The only way to stop his head from exploding was to doze off until she was back. It did work for most of the part, he had an hour of good eye shut before Debora announced her arrival by banging in the door.
Felix got off the bed looking half disoriented and half crazy. In hurry to open the door, he even stubbed his little toe on the table!
"Ouch!" He lifted his leg up and hobbled over to the door while rubbing the small toe.
