[There's a pause, as Felix yawns behind a raised hand. It's long and borderline exaggerated in its loudness; one could argue he forced it, as if to prove some kind of point only he knows about. Certainly not something Felix is above doing in the face of someone going ham with, well, everything like Claude over here.]
I'm beginning to think I would have had better luck with your rooster theory, Claude.
[Tired as he is -- or as tired as he's acting, whichever -- there is a hint of an amused smirk to Felix's features which have softened considerably over the past half hour or so. Not by choice, but he's learning, quickly, that choice becomes more of an illusion whenever he's around Claude.]
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[There's a pause, as Felix yawns behind a raised hand. It's long and borderline exaggerated in its loudness; one could argue he forced it, as if to prove some kind of point only he knows about. Certainly not something Felix is above doing in the face of someone going ham with, well, everything like Claude over here.]
I'm beginning to think I would have had better luck with your rooster theory, Claude.
[Tired as he is -- or as tired as he's acting, whichever -- there is a hint of an amused smirk to Felix's features which have softened considerably over the past half hour or so. Not by choice, but he's learning, quickly, that choice becomes more of an illusion whenever he's around Claude.]
It'd be less noisy, that's for sure.