If there were a rule against hitting women, Felix would've been the one to create it.
But because of how insane her reply was, he broke free from that violent trance.
The first step toward mutual understanding was simply to ask a question.
"Why?" Felix said in a flat tone, with neither remorse nor curiosity.
Hearing this, the orange-haired elf vaporized her tears, leaving only her salty eyes intact.
She merely glanced at Felix, giving him the side eye before enjoying the funeral once again.
It felt as if she was deciding whether or not to tolerate his curiosity or ignore it.
Say something, damnit. Felix sneered inwardly, allowing a person who celebrates his friends' deaths with tears to live was exceedingly difficult.
"Humans killed my parents," she finally replied.
It was a very straightforward answer, but of course, that wasn't enough to satisfy Felix as he kept staring at her in silence.
