Felix stood quite still and poised, following Valentine with his gaze as best he could. He rather enjoyed the feeling of being stalked, if only because he knew he was not prey. Not any longer.

"A lovely trinket, larger than a man," Felix lilted in response, like a poem only the two of them could know. "Locked in a treasure chest the size of a castle. You'd never need to hunt another artefact again, if you ever could find a way take it for yourself. Of course... you can't. No one can."