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[Sylvain had just finished up some training. Now cleaned up and out of his training clothes, he makes his way back to his room. It's a little strange, he'd gone all out today because Felix had half goaded and half teased that he'd 'make it worth it' if he showed he still remembered what it was like to try hard when it came to practicing. The same accusation definitely seemed to crop up often - Sylvain wasn't serious enough about training.

Strangely, though, despite training for a few hours, Felix hadn't actually shown up.

It was kind of a let down. Why practice that hard if Felix wasn't around to see it, right? He chuckled to himself at the thought as he pushed his door open, still toweling off his damp hair with his other hand.]