Felix thought he could, perhaps, see what Robin might see in Prometheus, but there was a distance there that the wizard couldn't quite breach. Perhaps he was beginning to understand why their relationship was contentious.

When they reached the door again, Felix swirled one hand to interrupt the electricity as he'd done before, but he'd forgotten how fickle lightning could be. It danced out of his grasp, tickled along his magic, and Felix's odd eyes went wide. "Oh, sh... go. Go now!"

His admonition carried just the hint of a half-hysterical laugh.