[Feliks drops his head on the table, fixing his eyes on a spot on the tile floor in an attempt to focus his vision. Anything to make the room stop spinning. He just wants to get out of this house and away from Lithua-- No. Liet.]
I'm going home-- [Despite saying it Feliks doesn't move from the chair. He doesn't know where home is as two conflicting memories clash in his head.]
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I'm going home-- [Despite saying it Feliks doesn't move from the chair. He doesn't know where home is as two conflicting memories clash in his head.]