Felih listens, curious as ever, still as much of a sponge for information as he had been when they had first met. He had been sincere in asking Hades to teach him about the ancient world, and he's still clearly fascinated.

For now, however, it's the man's home that intrigues him. His ears perk up, tail aquiver in delight, and he finds himself beaming as he notes the myriad trinkets all over the place. "You kept them!" he exclaims, laughing brightly, "All the souvenirs!"

That's what they must have been, yes? Felih feels like they had to have been gifts from a certain wanderer. They stand out so much against the minimalist, tidy home.