He's always been capable. But he's the object of enough jealous rumors without adding to the situation with that temperament. He would always say he was showing restraint, but...

[Well. It's an old complaint, more reflex than anything. Nuadha gives a little sigh and shoots Felix a long-suffering look for that scoff. He's looking forward to laughing if Felix ever finds himself on the wrong side of that glitter canon.]

It doesn't matter now. So it's no wonder he's no longer containing himself.

[Should he warn Felix? No, absolutely not.]