Hearing the guards open the door behind him, Felice hid the batons and turned to the door. The head scientist must have called for him again, though for what reason, he didn't really know. Exiting his room, the icy-haired boy waited for the guards to close the door before escorting him down the hall. 

As he walked, he maintained his usual scowl, amber eyes glaring as always even though he avoided gazing at the guards. There were only two of them, he noticed, and they still weren't using the cuffs on him. Of course, there was no reason to do so anymore, not since he had made his deal with Vlad. There was no danger of him acting out openly as long as that was in place, so the two guards here were probably assigned more as a way to ensure that he didn't get lost or distracted during transit rather than to keep him under control. 

Closing his eyes for a brief moment, the boy tried to push the thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being. All that was important right now was that he stayed focused. That was the only way to get what he came here for. And he wouldn't be distracted from that goal.