"Just him alone?" Ashura echoed the concern, because so far, Felix was indeed the only mad one. Which meant he might be singled out? But why?

"Oh Felix, what did you do?" he whispered, starting to step towards him and then stopping himself, looking to Howl.

Gods, he hated admitting it to himself, but Howl might be the better one at the moment to handle Felix, to take him somewhere to set him to sleep, to figure out what was wrong. Why this? Why now?

"Perhaps... you should try. He seems to panic if I touch him," he murmured, and the pain in that statement was evident, fists clenched in worry.