It was just on the edge of infuriating, how reserved and untouchable the other man seemed. By now, Felix had typically either charmed or at least warmed most strangers... or had found a way under their skin in a manner which was satisfying. Yves just seemed only barely interested in him, but gave him just enough that Felix didn't feel ignored. That unusual tangle of threads left Felix not quite able to define what bothered him about the interaction, but did nothing to relieve the bother itself.

"Felix Harrowgate," he offered in reply. "Do you publish anywhere, Dr. Francium? I would be very interested to read your work."