Those words would have been followed by dangerous comments, affectionate and goading in equal measure. Felix is hardly incorrigible. He has the capacity for kindness, even tenderness, whatever he might believe of himself; Gideon has seen it often enough.
And it increasingly seems he has the ability to apologize. Gideon still can't quite believe it when he hears it, despite the sincerity with which it's offered. He recognizes the careful, tentative cadence of Felix's words, but the words themselves still feel surprising.
The fault is mine, he writes. With a wry smile, he adds, I can't blame you for a flaw I possess in equal measure.
He looks up at Felix as he moves the tablet over so it might be read, knowing full well that he's never been able to hide his affection as well as he might like--and for that moment, not caring.
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And it increasingly seems he has the ability to apologize. Gideon still can't quite believe it when he hears it, despite the sincerity with which it's offered. He recognizes the careful, tentative cadence of Felix's words, but the words themselves still feel surprising.
The fault is mine, he writes. With a wry smile, he adds, I can't blame you for a flaw I possess in equal measure.
He looks up at Felix as he moves the tablet over so it might be read, knowing full well that he's never been able to hide his affection as well as he might like--and for that moment, not caring.