Felih's ears pin down but he squeezes his mate's hand tighter, heart breaking in his chest. There is nothing he can do, for his beloved. He'll have to talk to Hythlodaeus again later, no doubt- plead with him to help in a way that Felih cannot.

For now, he focuses on following the sprite along, thanking the gods that his own fears have not become manifest yet. He doesn't think he could bear it after such turmoil.