[If it's okay with you, I can totally see Felih being a fellow Scion! Maybe not a WoL, but someone who would know and see her around often enough. He's a friendly sort! And also the sort who gets Feelings and then is in denial about it for five billion years.]

Felih Tia's tail won't stop lashing. It's not angry, just anxious, like he's frustrated with himself- and the fact that he's pacing certainly gives off that vibe too. It's rather empty and quiet in the Rising Stones today, leaving Felih more or less on his own as he tries to sort out whatever it is going on in his head.

"Twelve preserve me..." he groans quietly before burying his face in his hands. "It can't be. I can't be. I refuse..." he mutters to himself.