Pathetic, that's what this woman was now. All she could do was blackout, no fight left, and Felix felt his anger slip away with her consciousness. She lay on the floor, almost dead looking, but he could see her chest moving. She was alive, if barely. She was obviously somewhere else and wouldn't be coming back any time soon. Felix moved to his dog, and gently lifted it's paw, despite it's growls. "Come." He growled. He passed Khaat without a look, half not caring about her anymore. He had gotten a lot of his anger out with the torture he had given her, and he felt content to let her do whatever the hell she wanted to. He didn't care.
Hyde limped out after him, and the door shut with a resounding thud. It was like it was a final statement to her. Locking her voice away, locking her away in her tomb. A tomb with only her and her thoughts in it. He had left her bruised and mangled on the floor, and he was content to let her be killed by someone else now. He didn't have the authority to do that yet, and he didn't think he ever would. No, he was tired of not only this place, but everyone in general, and he knew he had to get away, and soon. So after going to his room to fix up Hyde, he let his thoughts of Khaat Lupin fall out of his memory. If he thought about them, he'd feel remorse, and that's not how Felix worked. He growled and fell asleep, feeling slightly happy for the first time in years.