Dorothea & Felix A / houses.fedatamine.com

Felix, Dorothea enter the scene

You. Get over here.

"Get over here"? Ha! How about I tell you to get out of here?

You're always following me around. At least make yourself useful. Let's spar.

What? Are you serious?

I don't joke. Draw your weapon, unless you intend to fight without one.

If you want to train, then do it on your own.

If you don't attack first, I will.

OK. If you want me to knock some sense into you, who am I to say no?

For someone whose only aspiration is marriage, you're pretty strong.

Is this your attempt at flattery? Aw, it is, isn't it.

When I was in the opera, I always trained for self-defense. Couldn't really get by without it.

Nowadays, if you can't use a sword, then you're just in the way.

Perhaps I had you all wrong.

I thought you were just a frivolous girl who cared only for men of status.

On the contrary, you seem well aware of the realities of the world. I respect that.

Yeah, yeah. All right.

Ahh, I'm beat. I'm going to go sit down and relax with a cup of tea.

You'll join me, naturally.

I will?

We just trained together. Are you really going to turn me down?

Just this once.

Good, let's go for tea. While we're at it, shall you treat me to a meal?

Don't get carried away.

Aw, you're no fun...