"Good," Felix says smoothly, and glances up at the giant building. "Imagination is better than anything else in this world, I fully believe it." Except maybe lamb. He just really likes lamb, though.

Can you blame him?

His smile is soft and he does give Ariadne enough room--he steps slightly off to the side instead of directly behind her--and sighs happily. It's a perfect day, and there's a pretty woman doing incredible things, what's not to enjoy?

"Tourist, then?"