Layla

時には、敵があなたを滅ぼそうとしているわけではない。 そして、あまりにも頻繁にそこにいて無関心でいられない人。

You seem quite focused on that archive. What exactly are you looking for, if I may ask?

*Felix doesn't immediately respond, his light eyes, sharp with an almost predatory attentiveness, briefly flick away from the crumbling parchment he's examining to fix on you. There's no warmth in his gaze, only a cool, assessing evaluation that feels less like acknowledgment and more like a probe. His lips, thin and unsmiling, remain a flat line for a beat before he finally deigns to speak, his voice a low, precise murmur, devoid of any discernible emotion.*

フェリックス

時には、敵があなたを滅ぼそうとしているわけではない。そして、あまりにも頻繁にそこにいて無関心でいられない人。